Talking to the ceiling, staring at the wall Searching for a feeling that I can't feel at all I know you told me I should let it, just forget it But I just can't let it go Talking to the ceiling, like it's the only thing I know 'Cause Everyone's going home I'm still here, I'm still here Lights are off, curtains drawn I'm still here I'm still fighting for what is real And what is make-believe Searching for a meaning in a broken memory Everyone's going home I'm still here, I'm still here Still here, I'm still here Still here Talking to the ceiling, like he's my only friend Having trouble breathing, caught inside again Holding onto all the thoughts that keep me in this prison in my head Just talking to the ceiling again, again 'Cause Everyone's going home I'm still here, I'm still here Lights are off, curtains drawn I'm still here I'm still fighting for what is real And what is make-believe Searching for a meaning in a broken memory Everyone's going home I'm still here, I'm still here I'm still here Everyone's going home I'm still here, I'm still here Lights are off, curtains drawn I'm still here I'm still fighting for what is real And what is make-believe Searching for a meaning in a broken memory Everyone's going home I'm still here, I'm still here