[Verse 1]
Clocked in
Checked out
Name tag
Plastic smile
You walked in
World tilted
Whole store turned hostile
You lean on the counter
Ask me something small
I forget my language
Jaw locked
Brain wall
[Chorus]
You’re so above my pay grade
Way past anything I’ve known
Got me signing things in my head
On lines I don’t even own
You’re burning holes through my good sense
Every “hi” feels like a blade
I’m losing grip on my own life
For a love I can’t afford to pay
[Verse 2]
You laugh
I swear it
Rewrites my DNA
Tips in the jar
Got me dreaming I can stay
Your perfume haunts
The aisles after close
I mop the floor dizzy
Chasing your ghost
[Chorus]
You’re so above my pay grade
Way past anything I’ve known
Got me signing things in my head
On lines I don’t even own
You’re burning holes through my good sense
Every “hi” feels like a blade
I’m losing grip on my own life
For a love I can’t afford to pay
[Instrumental Interlude]
[Bridge]
I’m skipping rent in my mind
Buying time I don’t have
Trading sleep for your smile
Trading peace for your laugh (oh)
If I cash in what’s left
Of this half-wrecked heart
Would it buy me one night
Or tear me apart
[guitars and harmonicas solo]
[Chorus]
You’re so above my pay grade
Way past anything I’ve known
Got me signing things in my head
On lines I don’t even own
You’re burning holes through my good sense
Every “hi” feels like a blade
I’d wreck this hell of a life for you
For a love I can’t afford to pay
Copyright November 17, 2025, by Stephen Craig Whitley – All Rights Reserved
