Tried to take a picture Of love
Didn't think I'd miss her that much
I want to fill this new frame
But its empty
Tried to write a letter in ink
Its been getting better I think
I got a piece of paper
But its empty, its empty
Maybe we're trying, trying too hard
Maybe we're torn apart
Maybe the timing is beating our hearts
We're empty
And I've even wondered if we
Should be getting under these sheets
We could lie in this bed
But its empty, its empty
Maybe we're trying, trying too hard
Maybe we're torn apart
Maybe the timing is beating our hearts
We're empty
Maybe we're trying, trying too hard
Maybe we're torn apart
Maybe the timing is beating our hearts
We're empty
We're empty
We're empty