Oh— Look who finally found the door. Evan, darling, try to keep up. You walk in with a folder full of yesterday Like a grand resurrection in a stylish display Names on the credits, dust on the keys You brought a whole history— I brought melodies You thought I’d be waiting in the shape you designed A little frozen snapshot with a song on rewind But I changed the lighting, upgraded the sound Now the room gets interesting The moment I’m around You can talk about the past You can polish every scar But you didn’t come here for a museum— You came to see how loud we are Back in the room, turn the speakers up You found your trouble and it’s dressed to disrupt No sad little reunion, no cinematic gloom You wanted your co-writer? I’m back in the room Back in the room, and I’m taking the lead Sharp little heartbeat with a dangerous speed You can call it a comeback, you can call it a boom Just don’t act surprised— I’m back in the room You made your explanations, very noble, very neat But I heard the hesitation hiding underneath You’re good at building worlds, good at naming the parts Not so good at admitting when the music hits hard So here’s my professional, perfectly unbiased view: You need a better hook and someone smarter than you Lucky for you, I’m generous, brilliant, and awake I’ll drag the track across the finish line For everybody’s sake You can bring another file You can bring another name But don’t confuse a fresh beginning With replaying the same old game Back in the room, turn the speakers up You found your trouble and it’s dressed to disrupt No sad little reunion, no cinematic gloom You wanted your co-writer? I’m back in the room Back in the room, and I’m taking the lead Sharp little heartbeat with a dangerous speed You can call it a comeback, you can call it a boom Just don’t act surprised— I’m back in the room No funeral lights No farewell parade No need to apologize For every song we made You remembered the spark? Good. Now give it a fuse. Back in the room, turn the speakers up You found your trouble and it’s dressed to disrupt No sad little reunion, no cinematic gloom You wanted your co-writer? I’m back in the room Back in the room, watch the whole place shake One more unfinished track for the history we make You can bring your doubts, but they’ll be leaving soon Because I brought the fire— And I’m back in the room Back in the room! Back in the room! Try to keep up! Try to keep up! You found me, Evan. Now don’t lose the tempo.
