Tried to take a picture Of love
Didn't think I'd miss her
That muchI want to fill this new frame
But its empty
Tried to write a letterIn ink
Its been getting betterI 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 underThese 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
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