[Verse 1] Coffee gone cold on the counter Kids’ shoes kicked under the chair Phone lights up with another reminder Therapy Bills Take your meds Brush your hair She stares at the mirror too long Til her own face feels like a lie Mascara still smudged from last Sunday When she swore she’d finally try [Chorus] I am more than this heavy ache More than the bottle by the sink I break I am more than the nights I lose In a room where the curtains never move I am more than the stories I tell To make my chaos sound like hell I am almost Almost still here Learning how to hold myself near [Verse 2] Laundry mountain Cartoon laughter Filters out under the door She scrolls past lives that look lighter They all seem so sure She’s not sure Pills in a line on the nightstand Names she can barely pronounce She whispers them soft like a prayer Hoping they add up to balance Not count her out [Chorus] I am more than this heavy ache More than the bottle by the sink I break I am more than the nights I lose In a room where the curtains never move I am more than the secrets I hide In the quiet when the kids say goodnight I am almost Almost still here Learning how to hold myself near [Bridge] Some days I make it to the porch Watch the sky change Let it scorch All the “should have been” from my skin (oh) I don’t know who I’ll be yet But I’m breathing through the regret One small Stubborn breath at a time [Chorus] I am more than this heavy ache More than the bottle by the sink I break I am more than the nights I lose In a room where the curtains never move I am more than this shaking ground Than every time I let you down I am almost Almost still here Learning how to hold myself near [Outro] Coffee still warm on the counter Shoes lined up by the door She writes her name on a crumpled receipt Thinks “I might live this life a little more”