Verse 1 Too quiet Too still Too clean for something that hurts this much I breathe, but it doesn’t reach my chest I speak, and no one answers back I miss voices I miss mess I miss being needed --- Chorus This isn’t a home It’s a memory in disguise A room full of ghosts Smiling like it’s fine But nothing’s fine Nothing's left I’m here They're not And I can’t stop setting the table For people who aren’t coming back --- Verse 2 I hold on too tight To things that aren’t real Dolls with names Rooms with rules Patterns I can’t break I sleep in their beds I replay their laughs Over and over Until they sound like static --- Chorus This isn’t comfort It’s survival in slow motion I call it healing But it's just... repetition Silence Then noise Then silence again Look at this dollhouse And try not to scream --- Bridge I'm tired of pretending Tired of pretending Tired of pretending I want them back I want them back I want them back God— I want them back --- Final Chorus This isn’t closure It’s just me, and four walls, and the ache It's not grief anymore It’s who I am It's all I am This dollhouse— This is what’s left of love --- Outro Don’t say it’ll get better Don’t say they’re in a better place They’re not here And I still am That’s the cruelest part
