[Verse 1] A streetlamp paints a halo on the floor, A chipped mug breathes steam beside the door. Window veins — rain rivulets carve slow lines, A vinyl skips a secret in between the rhymes. Dust motes dance like credits in the air, Your shadow's only answer is the empty chair. [Pre-Chorus ] A small radio hums under my ribs, I trace the crack of a postcard with my fingertips. Quiet pulls at the edges of my throat, But something in the hush is starting to float. [Chorus ] I am me, in this room, all alone, My chipped mug trembles on the sill, Rain writes rivers down the glass, But my mirror learns my name at last. [Verse 2] A folded letter with a coffee ring of blue, Your handwriting bleeds like something I once knew. Keys on the table, cold brass in the light, I press a thumb to the date — decide what feels right. Memory tastes of lemon and a late-night train, I fold the map inside my sleeve, release the strain. [Pre-Chorus 2] A single chord becomes a steady hand, I hum it into shape until I understand. Rooms are only rooms until you name the floor, So I stamp my foot and find the unlocked door. [Chorus ] I am me, in this room, all alone, My chipped mug trembles on the sill, Rain writes rivers down the glass, But my mirror learns my name at last. [Bridge ] I slide on the coat you left, the collar frays like doubt, The city leaks its morning—steam and neon and shouts. I crack the window wide and let the hallway breathe, Take the record, fold the letter, feel the compass leave. A heartbeat like a suitcase — small and bright and true, I step across the threshold with a pulse that isn't you. [Final Chorus ] I am me, in this room, all alone, My chipped mug trembles on the sill, Rain writes rivers down the glass, But my mirror learns my name at last. [Outro ] The porch light blinks a rhythm I can own, These four planks give way, the sidewalk feels like home. I hum the chord that fixed the seams — a quiet, ringing tone, I am me, and even empty rooms begin to know my name.