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Rusted Nails
Rock
Rusted Nails was released on May 17, 2026 by Coco Records as a part of the album Crossroads & Gasoline
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Release DateMay 17, 2026
LabelCoco Records
LanguageEnglish
Melodicness
Acousticness
Valence
Danceability
Energy
BPM67

Credits

PERFORMING ARTISTS
The Echoes
The Echoes
Band
COMPOSITION & LYRICS
The Echoes
The Echoes
Songwriter
PRODUCTION & ENGINEERING
Chris Well
Chris Well
Producer

Lyrics

Found a box by the back shed door
Full of rusted nails and a faded receipt
Your name was scribbled in the corner
And the whole room turned mean and sweet
I held that iron in my palm
Like it knew every word I should've said
Now the boards in this old house creak
Like they know what I left unsaid
I kept my pride like a pocket knife
Sharp enough to cut me clean
You kept your hurt in a mason jar
Poured it out on me
Now I hear it in the floorboards
Now I taste it in the rain
Girl, I built my own little crossroad
And I laid down in the blame
Rusted nails and regrets
That's what I keep
Rusted nails and regrets
They cut too deep
You were the fire, I was the match
Now I'm the smoke you can't get back
Rusted nails and regrets
That's all I got
Your red scarf still hangs on the hook
By the screen door, torn at the seam
I pass it like a guilty man
Passin' through a broken dream
The porch light throws a shaky glow
On the mud where my boots make tracks
I tried to call, but the line went dead
And I ain't seen the courage to call you back
I kept my pride like a pocket knife
Sharp enough to cut me clean
You kept your hurt in a mason jar
Poured it out on me
Now I hear it in the floorboards
Now I taste it in the rain
Girl, I built my own little crossroad
And I laid down in the blame
Rusted nails and regrets
That's what I keep
Rusted nails and regrets
They cut too deep
You were the fire, I was the match
Now I'm the smoke you can't get back
Rusted nails and regrets
That's all I got
If I could pull that nail right out
I would, but it'd leave a hole
And every plan I made for us
Was just a splinter in my soul
So I let that guitar cry for me
Let it bend, let it moan
'Cause the hardest thing I ever held
Was the hand I should've held at home
Rusted nails and regrets
That's what I keep
Rusted nails and regrets
They cut too deep
You were the fire, I was the match
Now I'm the smoke you can't get back
Rusted nails and regrets
That's all I got
Written by: The Echoes
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