Verse 1 I’ve been walking home in circles, Wearing out the same old street. Every window looks like last year, Every night repeats. I smoke just to feel something, I breathe just to get by. The city talks in broken noises, I barely reply. Chorus ’Cause half of me is missing, And the other half is tired. I keep holding on to moments That already expired. I’m stitched up with memories That don’t fit anymore— But I still open the door for them, Like I’m waiting for before. Verse 2 I left your sweater in the closet, Hanging like a ghost of ours. Sometimes I touch it just to check If it still holds your hours. My friends say I look distant, Like I’m talking from a well. I guess I’m sinking into feelings I don’t know how to tell. Chorus ’Cause half of me is missing, And the other half is tired. I keep holding on to moments That already expired. I’m stitched up with memories That don’t fit anymore— But I still open the door for them, Like I’m waiting for before. Bridge Maybe healing isn’t quiet, Maybe healing isn’t clean. Maybe pain just changes shape And lives somewhere in between. Final Chorus Yeah, half of me is missing, But I’m learning not to hide. Maybe someday I’ll stop searching For what never came back alive. I’m torn, but I’m still moving, Even if I’m walking sore— And maybe that’s enough for now, Till I find a little more.
