Halfway Gone

[vocal male_lead, deeper_starting_tone, first_tenor_reach, open_melodic_delivery, smooth_phrasing, light_voice_crack, clear_diction, plainspoken_emotional_delivery, natural_vocal_phrasing, firm_phrase_endings, warm_midrange] [tempo midtempo_90s country_pop_pulse, steady_forward_motion, relaxed_groove_pocket, slight_behind_the_beat_drum_pocket] [entry acoustic_guitar_pulse_intro, clean_electric_guitar_answer, centered_intro, mono_centered_intro, direct_vocal_entry] [instrumentation acoustic_guitar_pulse, warm_clean_electric_guitar, rounded_moving_bass, pocketed_drums, subtle_organ_color, light_piano_support, restrained_pedal_steel_responses, layered_chorus_vocals, small_electric_guitar_fills] [production modern_country_pop, adult_pop_rock_body, human_band_pocket, natural_push_pull_groove, varied_hit_strength, slight_take_variation, organic_band_motion, emotional_repetition, gradual_chorus_bloom, final_chorus_bloom, evolving_arrangement, phrase_variation, dynamic_section_changes, memory_spiral] [mood guarded, aching, self_protective, conflicted, unresolved, relational_distance, late_recognition] [mix natural_drum_dynamics, vocal_forward, warm_low_end, clear_midrange_guitars, rounded_acoustic_body, balanced_stereo_field] [section verse_chorus_verse_chorus_bridge_final_chorus] Halfway Gone [v5.5.2026.0607R.2] [Verse 1] You asked if I was staying through the fall. I said, “Depends,” like it meant nothing at all. Your hand dropped from the apartment door. I kept my keys pressed tight inside my palm. [Chorus] I’m halfway gone every time you get close. I say I want this, then turn toward the door. You ask me to stay; I make leaving a joke. I’m halfway gone, halfway gone. [Verse 2] At your sister’s birthday, I played the part, Laughed at the right time, kept watching the dark. You said, “Don’t disappear on me tonight.” I said, “I’m right here,” with my keys held tight. [Chorus] I’m halfway gone every time you get close. I say I want this, then turn toward the door. You ask me to stay; I make leaving a joke. I’m halfway gone, halfway gone. [Bridge] I don’t make plans I can’t tear down. I don’t say yes where a no might live. I keep one hand on the way back out, Then wonder why you won’t let me in. [Final Chorus] Now you’re halfway gone when I get close. I say I want this; you turn toward the door. I finally ask you to stay. You say, “I don’t know.” We’re halfway gone, halfway gone. We’re halfway gone, halfway gone. [end]