Half-Asleep In Your Hoodie

[Verse 1]
Coffee’s cold
On your side of the table
There’s a dent in the couch
Where you used to stay up, unstable
Phone turned down
Face flat on the carpet
Every unread message
Feels like a target
[Chorus]
I’m half-asleep in your hoodie
Breathing in what’s left of you
Talk to the ceiling, say I’m fine
But every crack knows that’s untrue
If letting go is growing up
Why do I feel small as I do?
I’m half-asleep in your hoodie
Still making room for you
[Verse 2]
Your friends write
Ask if I’m still “holding together”
I type “yeah, I’m okay”
Then stare out the window at weather
Your playlist
Keeps crashing into my silence
Every chorus you loved
Feels like re-ignited violence
[Chorus]
I’m half-asleep in your hoodie
Breathing in what’s left of you
Talk to the ceiling, say I’m fine
But every crack knows that’s untrue
If letting go is growing up
Why do I feel small as I do?
I’m half-asleep in your hoodie
Still making room for you
[Bridge]
Maybe someday
I fold this thing, give it away (oh)
But my hands keep shaking
Like they’re asking you to stay
So I leave it on the chair
Like you just stepped out for air
[Chorus]
I’m half-asleep in your hoodie
Breathing in what’s left of you
Calling your name into the dark
Like somehow it’s pulling you through
If letting go is growing up
Why do I feel lost without a clue?
I’m half-asleep in your hoodie
Still making room for you

pop, Soft sad-pop ballad with male vocals, close-mic’d. Intimate piano and gentle picked guitar intertwine, brushed snare and distant toms entering on the second chorus for lift. Verses stay hushed and confessional; chorus blooms with stacked harmonies and a warm bass pad. Subtle reverb gives a late-night bedroom feel, final chorus drops to almost a whisper before one last resolving chord., sad, slow