This room is so empty now
No furniture, nothing on these walls
Nothing left for me to call this home

Because I’ve been gone for a long time, and I’m just fine with that
Because I’m on my own, not in some dead-end town, not waiting for someone to say

Hang up the phone just to hear me, but I’m not upstairs
Alone in a space for a thousand years, its cruel and empty
Been gone for a year now, and I know you’re not ok

Leaving town to come home, the roads unfold they hold the light
Alone and out of sight
This small town beckons home, these are those and moments hold
Vacant roads winding awkwardly
Don’t miss me I’ll be back, forget this happened, just to see you smile