When I woke up this morning
My mind was really messed
I didn't even try to move my head
The darkness all around me
Was full of emptiness
Empty bottles, empty heart, empty bed
Now there's something missing here
Is it something I should know
Is it someone who once loved me
So she said.
Well I've emptied out my memory
And still it won't let go
So I emptied out these bottles here instead.
When she comes round to pack her things
She'll say what's done is done.
And I'll be undone by things that can't be said
So I'll unpack my empty things
And count them one by one
Empty bottles, empty heart, empty bed.
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