Tried to take a picture
Of love
Didn't think I'd miss her
That much
I wanna fill this new frame
But it's empty
Tried to write a letter
In ink
It's been getting better
I think
I got a piece of paper
But it's empty
It's 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 even wonder
If weShould be getting under
These sheets
We could lie in this bed
But it's emptyIt's empty
Maybe we're trying
Trying too hard
Maybe we're torn apar
tMaybe the timing
Is beating our hearts
We're empty
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