House is silent
Can't hear a sound
only hearing my hair and hit the ground
They've all grown
or they just packed up and left
Left me with these years, unfortunate

Like on my TV
I will find the words to bring you back around
but this scene is full of twisted irony
considering my TV has no sound

I can't take this shit lying down, no I won't
kick all in my way to the ground
I'll fill this house again with the sounds
voices singing, laughter ringing, and you

Look in my yard
Dogs not there
Gone like all the rest of them without a care
Just a well
That everyone sucks dry
Dry up as the tumbleweeds are rolling by

I can finally speak
The kind of words that lift you from the ground
I can still smell your sweetness in the air
and I'm dying slow from you not being around

I can't take this shit lying down, no I won't
Kick all in my way to the ground
I'll fill this house again with the sounds
voices singing, laughter ringing, and you

It's bedtime, it's empty, who can I phone?
Can't sleep, just yet, here on my own