[Female country]

[Intro – gentle acoustic guitar strum, faint fiddle hum] Coffee steam curls cold on the counter Clock ticks loud like it’s counting down [Verse 1 – steady acoustic rhythm, subtle bass line] Laundry piles high by the back door Boss texts again, says we need one more Kid’s backpack left by the front step Forgot the note, forgot the lunch I prep [Pre-Chorus – rising fiddle melody, soft snare tap] I smile through the ache when the phone rings Tuck the tears where no one can see Carry the weight till my bones start to bend Wonder when I’ll get to mend [Chorus – full country band, warm pedal steel, heartfelt vocals] Is it okay to be sick and tired of being sick and tired? Carry the world till my hands start to tire Work till the dark, then come home to the mess When does the quiet finally bless? Is it okay to say enough, enough? Let the walls fall, let the tough stuff Wait till tomorrow, just for tonight Let me turn off the light [Verse 2 – acoustic guitar with light mandolin accent] Dinner’s burnt, the dishes are stacked Partner says “thanks” but don’t ask how I hack Purse is empty, the bills are due Another day of making do [Pre-Chorus – fiddle swells, slightly louder snare] I nod through the noise when the kids bicker Hide the shake in my voice when I picker Up the pieces till my head starts to spin Wonder when I’ll win [Chorus – layered vocals, richer pedal steel, steady drum beat] Is it okay to be sick and tired of being sick and tired? Carry the world till my hands start to tire Work till the dark, then come home to the mess When does the quiet finally bless? Is it okay to say enough, enough? Let the walls fall, let the tough stuff Wait till tomorrow, just for tonight Let me turn off the light [Bridge – stripped back acoustic guitar, soft vocals] I’m not broken, just worn thin Tired of being the only one who wins At keeping it all from falling apart I need a minute to restart [Solo – weeping fiddle solo, gentle acoustic backing] (Instrumental Solo) [Final Chorus – full band with soaring fiddle, emotional vocals] Is it okay to be sick and tired of being sick and tired? Carry the world till my hands start to tire Work till the dark, then come home to the mess When does the quiet finally bless? Is it okay to say enough, enough? Let the walls fall, let the tough stuff Wait till tomorrow, just for tonight Let me turn off the light [Outro – fading acoustic guitar, soft fiddle fade] Coffee’s cold, the clock’s still ticking But for tonight, I’m stopping the picking