Paying the Cost to Be Boss
The Working Class

Verse 1:
I wake up early, put my boots on tight,
Got a job to do, got no time for the light.
The sun’s barely shining, but I’m already on my way,
Got bills to pay and tensions at play.

Pre-Chorus:
But when I step into the room, they look away,
I’m the boss now, can’t let them see me sway.
It’s a heavy crown, this weight I must bear,
Gotta lose what we had, that friendly flair.

Chorus:
Paying the cost to be boss,
Can't mix business with the heart, that’s the cost!
Respect on the line, but loneliness too,
When you’re the one in charge, there’s a price to pursue.

Verse 2:
Lunch breaks silent, no jokes, no laughs,
Just ticking clocks and dividing paths.
I miss the days when camaraderie flowed,
Now it’s just orders, in this heavy load.

Pre-Chorus:
Look in their eyes, I see the divide,
Used to be friends, now there’s nowhere to hide.
In this world of steel, sweat, and pain,
The line’s been drawn, and nothing is the same.

Chorus:
Paying the cost to be boss,
Can’t mix business with the heart, that’s the cost!
Respect on the line, but loneliness too,
When you’re the one in charge, there’s a price to pursue.

Bridge:
Every decision weighs, like a stone on my heart,
Trust and laughter slowly pulling apart.
It’s not about power, but the ties that we break,
With every choice made, another chance to take.

Chorus:
Paying the cost to be boss,
Can't mix business with the heart, that’s the cost!
Respect on the line, but loneliness too,
When you’re the one in charge, there’s a price to pursue.

Outro:
So here I stand, a leader alone,
In the fight for respect, I’ve carved out my throne.
But inside my chest, there’s a whispering noise,
Just a worker at heart, longing for the joys.