Too Many Homes

[Verse 1]
I built a room for every version
Gave each one a different key
One keeps receipts, one burns the evidence
One says the fault belongs to me

I feed them scraps from the same cupboard
Trade my sleep for borrowed time
Every door I add gets harder to remember
Which one was meant to be mine

[Pre-Chorus]
Hands full, head split
Choose a thread, lose a stitch
More arrive, more divide
I keep making places I can't survive

[Chorus]
Which life gets the oxygen?
Which name do I answer when the phone begins?
I keep adding floors to a house on fire
Then call it progress, call it desire
Pick one pulse, let the others go
But every new door says, "Don't you know?"
I made too many homes in me
Now one has to breathe

[Verse 2]
There’s a calendar under the mattress
With appointments crossed in code
A half-finished plan in the kitchen drawer
And a map to a town I never chose

I wear each promise for an hour
Then hang it back behind the rest
The more I prove I can become somebody
The less I recognize the guest

[Pre-Chorus]
Hands full, head split
Choose a thread, lose a stitch
More arrive, more divide
I keep making places I can't survive

[Chorus]
Which life gets the oxygen?
Which name do I answer when the phone begins?
I keep adding floors to a house on fire
Then call it progress, call it desire
Pick one pulse, let the others go
But every new door says, "Don't you know?"
I made too many homes in me
Now one has to breathe

[Bridge]
Stop—count—one, two
What remains when the crowd falls through?
Not the plan, not the proof
Just the hand that still reaches for you

[Final Chorus]
This life gets the oxygen
This voice is the one I answer again
I can leave some rooms unfinished
I can let the missing names stay missing
Pick one pulse, let the others go
Make a wound into a place to grow
I made too many homes in me
Now one can breathe

[Outro]
One can breathe
One can breathe