I'm sitting here cryin' cause I'm alive
I don't know why
I'm still in this country
Hole in my heart, but all the parts still work at night
When worry floods me and
I feel ashamed
Because phantom fears are boring
And I'm trying to be brave
Falling asleep with books in my bed
I dream in fear
The last words you said when you
Packed up your things and left me for dead
I hope that you'll be back here again
But now I feel ashamed
Because what's the use in crying?
When I'm trying to be great
No you in me
Just the sound of my voice in the void of this house
And the crows in the tree
Staring me down 'til I'm fearless again
Parts was written by Half Waif.
Parts was produced by David Tolomei & Half Waif.
I wrote “Parts” in a green room in San Francisco, feeling pent up and restless and sad. And there, slumped on the couch in a moment of solitude, I released those feelings, and from that release, there came a song.
– Half Waif, Rare Candy