| All the things you thought made you strong
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| Now make you weak
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| The very same things that used to make us laugh
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| Now only make us weep
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| The very same things that used to take a day
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| Now take a week
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| And all the things that once were so easy to climb
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| They are now too steep
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| And all the things that once got me so goddamn high
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| Now make me a creep
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| All the pills and powers that my money can buy
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| And still I can’t sleep
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| All that rain that won’t fall from the sky
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| That we cannot drink
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| All those tears falling from our eyes
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| Rolling down our cheeks
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| Rolling down our cheeks
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| All the things that I used to know so well
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| Now I cannot understand
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| All the things that used to make me a boy
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| Now they make me a man
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| Every time I wake, I stretch my arms
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| And I look for your hand
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| I roll over and I open my eyes and I see
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| The empty bed
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| I see the empty bed
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| Every single picture on your phone
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| Just one less in your mind
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| Every word you wrote while we sat idly by
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| Yeah it’s lost, somewhere in time
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| And all the things that used to make you seem strong
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| Now make you seem weak
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| All the same things that used to make us laugh
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| That now make us weep
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| They make us weep
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| All the things that I used to know so well
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| Yeah, I cannot understand
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| And all the things that used to make me a boy
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| Well now make me a man
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| And every time I wake and stretch my arms
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| Looking for your hand
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| I roll over and I open my eyes and I see
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| The empty bed
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| I see the empty bed
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| I see the empty bed
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| I see the empty bed |