Song Lyrics
It s gotten darker, rattles in my head that empty drum filled with doubt
You are so much to be without, and then i see the empty space beside me and remember
we are like a book and every page is so torn
it s so hard to be without you
Waiting for me when i wake some place on the pillow, nothing really matters anymore
Nothing left to say or really even wonder, you are so much to be without
Thunders in my bones out in the streets where i first saw you, nothing really matters anymore
nothing really matters anymore
It s so hard to be without you, i feel empty, nothing really matters anymore
Nothing really matters anymore, when everything was new and colorful
Waiting for me when i wake some place on the pillow, nothing left to say or really even wonder
i feel tired
Thunders in my bones out in the streets where i first saw you, thunders in my bones out in the streets where i first saw you, nothing really matters anymore
Everyday i find another little thread of silver, things were brighter before
thunders in my bones out in the streets where i first saw you
And then i see the empty space beside me and remember, it s so hard not to call you, every night is lonesome and is longer than before
lying in the bed
Everyday i find another little thread of silver, nothing left to say or really even wonder, when everything was new and colorful
stinging from the storm inside my ribs where it thunders
it s gotten darker
Nothing really matters anymore, and then i see the empty space beside me and remember You, it s so hard to be without you
the wisdom will find its way out
waiting for me when i wake some place on the pillow
the wisdom will find its way out
everyday i find another little thread of silver
stinging from the storm inside my ribs where it thunders
Nothing left to say or really even wonder, i feel tired, nothing really matters anymore
I feel empty, things were brighter before
everything you lose
Things were brighter before, and now i only feel humble You, nothing really matters anymore
I feel empty, we are like a book and every page is so torn Be, the wisdom will find its way out
It s so hard to be without you, every day s a lesson, we are like a book and every page is so torn
i feel tired
the wisdom will find its way out
lying in the bed
Lying in the bed, everything you lose
stinging from the storm inside my ribs where it thunders
It s gotten darker, waiting for me when i wake some place on the pillow, stinging from the storm inside my ribs where it thunders
Waiting for me when i wake some place on the pillow, nothing left to say or really even wonder, the wisdom will find its way out
everything you lose
Nothing really matters anymore, nothing really matters anymore Be, nothing really matters anymore
things were brighter before
The wisdom will find its way out, everyday i find another little thread of silver
Everyday i find another little thread of silver, thunders in my bones out in the streets where i first saw you To, it s gotten darker
It s so hard not to call you, nothing left to say or really even wonder, it s so hard to be without you
rattles in my head that empty drum filled with doubt
I feel empty, nothing left to say or really even wonder, thunders in my bones out in the streets where i first saw you
The wisdom will find its way out, when everything was new and colorful, nothing really matters anymore
Thunders in my bones out in the streets where i first saw you, waiting for me when i wake some place on the pillow
Nothing left to say or really even wonder, you are so much to be without
And then i see the empty space beside me and remember, every night is lonesome and is longer than before
it s so hard to be without you
Every night is lonesome and is longer than before, it s so hard to be without you
Everything you lose, every day s a lesson
Lying in the bed, it s so hard to be without you
Nothing really matters anymore, you are so much to be without You, it s so hard to be without you
and now i only feel humble
When everything was new and colorful, things were brighter before, stinging from the storm inside my ribs where it thunders
The wisdom will find its way out, every day s a lesson Without, thunders in my bones out in the streets where i first saw you
Rattles in my head that empty drum filled with doubt, nothing really matters anymore
