Lyric

Woke up in a rush again

Keycard on the table

Coffee in my hand

Staring at the screen

At the same four walls

Body at the desk

Mind down the hall

I gave today too many pieces

Left my smile in someone’s spreadsheet

My back is bent from all these reasons

My eyes are dry from chasing speed

I’m clocking out my heart this evening

No overtime on what I bleed

Lunch came and went

I didn’t taste a thing

Typing through the ache in my shoulder and my wings

Laughed at the joke I didn’t even hear

Signed my name again

Swallowed down the fear

They say “just a few more minutes”

But minutes turn to hours

Then to years

You can keep your petty praises

I’ll keep what’s left of me in here

Tonight I’m cashing in my breathing

No overtime on my tears

Phone buzzing red

Little storms of demand

Tiny notifications shaking my hand

I saved their mess

They saved their thanks

I saved receipts of every swallowed “can’t”

I’m not your endless early morning

I’m not your late-night safety net

You won’t hang your hunger on me

Till I’m a name you just forget

I’m cutting loose this tired spirit

No overtime on my regret

Sun already gone by the time I stand

Print on my palm from the weight of the plans

I leave my badge in the dark of the drawer

Walk to my car like a slow closing door

[Background: “go home

Go slow

Breathe in

Let go”]

I miss the quiet on my own side of town

The soft

Small hours where I’m not worn down

Want my name back

Want my hands free

Want a night that just belongs to me (Just to me)

So I trade their rush for my rhythm

Their raised voices for a quiet room

Take this tired suit off my spirit

Let a gentle evening fill the gloom

I shut the door on all their deadlines

No overtime in this bedroom

Shoes by the mat

Phone face-down

Deep long breath

Loosen this frown

Today took a lot

But it won’t take tonight

I’m off the clock now

I’m turning out their light