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