Empty bed

Your footsteps
On the stairs
If I listen hard enough
They’re still there
You think I’d
Know better by now

But I still drink until you’re next to me again baby
Yea, yea, yea
And I still think that in the morning I might wake up next to you

Empty bed and empty space
It’s in my head your smell your taste
Your memory is all that’s left to fill this empty
Fill this empty bed

This empty bed
Fill this empty

And your pictures
On my phone
Help me to pretend that
I’m not alone
You think I’d
Know better by now

But I still drink until you’re next to me again baby
Yea, yea, yea
And I still think that in the morning I might wake up next to you

Empty bed and empty space
It’s in my head your smell your taste
Your memory is all that’s left to fill this empty
Fill this empty bed

This empty bed

But I still drink until you’re next to me again baby
And I still think that in the morning I might wake up next to you

Empty bed and empty space
It’s in my head your smell your taste
You’re memory is all that’s left to fill this empty
Fill this empty bed

This empty bed
Fill this empty bed
This empty
Fill this empty bed
This empty
Fill this empty