I've got an empty house,
That don't bother me,
Got an empty bottle,
So the day won't follow me,
I write empty songs,
And the words don't bother me,
But goddamn,
I've got too much time on my hands,
I've got too much time on my hands,
Come take all this time off my hands.
When I grow old,
Inside of your eyes,
(?)
Each one makes me colder,
More resistant to my life,
I saw it coming,
There was no disguise,
You will finish this (?)
How could I have been so surprised?
How could I have been so surprised?
The sun rose,
Time for us to part,
Walked home,
Showing me your scar,
See the knife (?) never touched your heart,
Either surely would have,
(?)
(?)
(?)
All I know,
I wished I'd of followed you home,
I wished I'd of followed you home,
I've got an empty house,
That don't bother me,
Got an empty bottle,
So the day won't follow me,
I write empty songs,
And the words don't bother me,
But goddamn,
I've got too much time on my hands,
I've got too much time on my hands,