Functional

Functional [Verse 1] Coffee in the bloodstream, keys in my hand Pulled on a face like I pulled on a plan Traffic light twitch in the side of my eye Whole day balanced on a cheap necktie Everybody asking for a little more skin So I hand them the version that knows how to grin Keep my voice level, keep the jokes clean No one sees the static under everything [Pre-Chorus] I can stand up straight I can say the lines I can make it look easy Almost every time [Chorus] Functional That’s what I call it now Not okay enough to stop Not gone enough to drown Functional White-knuckle grace Holding every fracture in place Functional [Verse 2] Cried in the parking lot, washed off my face Walked through the door like nothing was strange Hands on the keyboard, heart in a vice Body says danger, mouth says nice Somewhere a child still hears that hall Still goes quiet when the pressure calls Still thinks freezing means control Still mistakes numb for being whole [Pre-Chorus] I can hit my mark I can play it cool I can wear the damage Like a tailored suit [Chorus] Functional That’s what I call it now Not okay enough to stop Not gone enough to drown Functional White-knuckle grace Holding every fracture in place Functional [Bridge] No sirens No crash Just a low black wave And the need to act Like this is fine Like this is strength Like I have not been disappearing by an inch [Verse 3] No one sees the cost of keeping still How the body learns to bend against its will How a smile can sit like a stitch in the skin How the room stays loud long after I walk in I get the work done, I answer on cue I do what dependable people do But somewhere deep where the bright things end I can feel the wire pulled tight again [Pre-Chorus] I can hold my shape I can pass the test I can keep it moving With the worst pressed flat against my chest [Final Chorus] Functional That’s what I call it now Still not broken enough to stop Still not healed enough somehow Functional White-knuckle grace Holding every fracture in place Functional Still standing here By habit, fear, and years Functional [Outro] Coffee in the bloodstream Keys in my hand Pulled on a face And called it a plan