Empty Rooms

Just left her alone with an empty wound
 Beautiful house full of empty rooms
 His breath is behind everything
 Left her feeling nothing
 Her eyes still dry, her hands don't shake
 Days roll by but her heart won't break
 She wishes it would, she'd float away and fly
 She wishes it would, she'd float away and fly
 She picks up the paper
 But the words are blurred
 And she thinks about writing
 Down the way that they were
 Just left her with everything
 She feels like being nothing
 Her eyes stay dry, days still break
 Years go by, her heart won't ache
 She knows what it should
 She'd float away and fly
 And how do we get it?
 What we need to get it?
 How can she feel for what's real?
 The story she told us
 Unfolded in on itself
 Is there a hurt that can heal?
 Is it sore, hidden and sore, it's as dark in this moment
 As the day she are was born
 All hidden and sore, it's dark as when it's over
 As the day we are born
 Her eyes won't cry and her hands don't shake
 The years roll by, her heart won't break
 And she wishes it would, she'd float away and fly
 And she wishes it would, she'd float away and fly
 And she wishes it would, she'd float away
 Just left her alone with an empty wound
 Beautiful house, full of empty rooms