My skin and bones have formed the walls of a house abandoned since I was young
I took the floorboards up to see all the dust that collected beneath them and
All I found were broken picture frames and remnants of who I was
When I had dreams of filling this house with things the of importance
And year after year after year
I made all these promises
Year after year after year
I am vacant
I am worn
I'm showing all the signs of weathering from people who walk my floors
And I've been thinking
Through all my doubts
I'm gonna pack my bags and just move out
My eyelids pull to open the windows
So I can bathe in the bright lights
But it seems lately the sun has abandoned the sky
And no one can feel it
People come from time to time
And ask me, "where has your property gone"
I respond with "come back next year I will build it up better"
Year after year after year
I keep making promises
Year after year after year
I am vacant
I am worn
I'm showing all the signs of weathering from the people who walk my floors
And I've been thinking
Through all my doubts
I'm gonna pack my bags and just move out
I am vacant
I'm making room
For the owner to come
Make a temple of this tomb
I am vacant
But I'm making room
And I know the sun will come to life again when bride can meet the groom
I am vacant
I'm making room
For the owner to come
Make a temple of this tomb
I am vacant
I'm making room
For the owner to come
Make a temple of this tomb
I am vacant
I am worn
I'm showing all the signs of weathering from the people who walk my floors
And I've been thinking through all my doubts
I'm gonna pack my bags and just move out
Yeah, I'm gonna pack my bags and just move out