ryan adams
the empty bed
All the things you thought made you strong Now make you weak The very same things that used to make us laugh Now only make us weep The very same things that used to take a day Now take a week And all the things that once were so easy to climb They are now too steep  And all the things that once got me so goddamn high Now make me a creep All the pills and powers in my mouth you can buy And still I can't sleep All that rain that won't fall from the sky That we cannot drink All those tears falling from our eyes Rolling down our cheeks Rolling down our cheeks  All the things that I used to know so well Now I cannot understand All the things that used to make me a boy Now they make me a man Every time I wake, I stretch my arms And I look for your hand I roll over and I open my eyes and I see The empty bed I see the empty bed  Every single picture on your phone Just one less in your mind Every word you wrote while we sat idly by Yeah, it's lost, somewhere in time And all the things that used to make you seem strong Now make you seem weak All the same things that used to make us laugh That now make us weep They make us weep  All the things that I used to know so well Yeah, I cannot understand And all the things that used to make me a boy Oh, now make me a man And every time I wake and stretch my arms Looking for your hand I roll over and I open my eyes and I see The empty bed I see the empty bed I see the empty bed I see the empty bed