I keep my name in a drawer
Next to the keys and the change
I answer late on purpose
Let the whole world call my name
My chair knows all my angles
My plate cools down alone
I wear the same small silence
Like it's stitched into my bones
Still, I hear your knock
Through the wall, through the dark
Still, I let it fade
Then I talk to the marks
Isolated verse
I sing it first
Isolated verse
But it still hurts
Hold that line
Hold that line
I break, then I
Hold that line (hold that line)
The mail stack leans like winter
Unread on the sideboard shelf
I make a bed for one ghost
And call that helping myself
My phone face-down for hours
Blue dot gone cold and dim
I learned to laugh in fragments
So nobody sees the trim
Still, I hear your knock
Through the wall, through the dark
Still, I let it fade
Then I talk to the marks
Isolated verse
I sing it first
Isolated verse
But it still hurts
Hold that line
Hold that line
I break, then I
Hold that line (hold that line)
Maybe I'm not empty
Maybe I'm just full of rain
Maybe every locked-up moment
Had your echo in my veins
Isolated verse
I sing it first
Isolated verse
But it still hurts
Hold that line
Hold that line
I break, then I
Hold that line (hold that line)
