Still Gone

[Intro] Still here, baby. Still standing. Still got the lights, still got the face, still got the sound. What’s the problem? [Verse 1] Shoes on the floor where I kicked them last night Same keys, same coat, same cheap daylight Coffee gone bitter before it hits the tongue Day already talking and I’m already numb But look — I can stand, I can smile, I can drive I can still make a room believe I’m alive I got the mouth, I got the hands, I got the trick of the trade I got enough of the shape To keep getting paid You’ve got the shape You’ve got the skin You’ve got the noise But I’m not in [Pre-Chorus] The blood still runs! The mouth still works! The body keeps its little deals with time! And none of it means You arrived [Chorus] Still gone! But the lights are on! Still gone Under the skin, under the song Still gone? Then who’s moving these hands? Just the body going on With nobody in it to land [Verse 2] The old songs still hit in the same low place The old rooms still light up when they catch my face The night still opens if I give it a name The crowd still leans in if I feed it the same And nothing has broken in a way they can see No crash, no blood, no catastrophe Just the long slow split, just the beautiful lie Between being looked at And being inside You kept waiting for the wreck Something loud enough to count But the worst thing in the world Is how much of you survives [Pre-Chorus] The blood still runs! The mouth still works! The body keeps its little deals with time! And none of it means You survived [Chorus] Still gone! But the room says I’m alive! Still gone Even now, even dressed like light Still gone? Then why do they call my name? Because the body learned the part And the soul never came [Bridge] No, no, no — hold on. You don’t get to say I wasn’t there. I was there. I drank it, I wore it, I kissed it, I paid for it, I carried the whole damn thing! You carried the costume. You carried the heat. You carried the movement. You carried the room. You did not carry yourself. Then what the hell was I carrying? Habit. Nerve. Velocity. Enough shine to pass for a life. Not dead! Not healed! Not lost enough to stop! Not found enough to stay! I kept the face! I kept the frame! I kept the body in the game! And lost the part That had your name! [Final Chorus] Still gone! That’s the part no one sees! Still gone Under the speech, under the need Still gone! Room full of light and none of it lands! Just the body going on With nobody in its hands Still gone! Still lit! Still moving! Still gone! [Outro] Still here… Still gone. Still moving… Still gone. Still gone.