Rust On The Strings

I came in with my hands all torn

Back door gust and a work shirt worn

You were there by the chipped red light

Leaning on a trouble I could not fight

The floorboards creaked, the glass ran dry

You said my name like you knew my life

That look hit hard, like a shotgun kiss

And I knew right then I’d end up like this

Hold on tight

Don’t let go

I’m already

Down that road

Rust on the strings

Rust on the strings

You shake me up

And set me free

Rust on the strings

Rust on the strings

I lose my mind

When you look at me

Your black boots parked by the door

Mine kicked dust across the worn-out floor

We laughed too loud at a busted tune

And the whole damn room went still too soon

You cut right through my guard and pride

Like a blade of cold on a river tide

Now every bad day, every hard-earned scar

Plays like thunder on a six-string heart

Hold on tight

Don’t let go

I’m already

Down that road

Rust on the strings

Rust on the strings

You shake me up

And set me free

Rust on the strings

Rust on the strings

I lose my mind

When you look at me

Let the old ghosts fade

Let the morning break

If this is a wound

Then let it ache

I can take the burn

I can take the heat

Just keep that fire

Right under me

Rust on the strings

Rust on the strings

You shake me up

And set me free

Rust on the strings

Rust on the strings

I lose my mind

When you look at me

Rust on the strings

Rust on the strings

(yeah, yeah)

I’m yours tonight

If you still want me