Empty

I don't rush right out, when that whistle blows

I've got nowhere to go

It's not like supper's gonna be waitin' there

Sittin' on the stove

I think I'll take the long way home

If I'm in a traffic jam at least I ain't alone

In my two-bedroom house, on a half-acre lot

Where I keep the grass cut, and I keep the door unlocked

We're two of a kind, this old A-frame and me

And just like this old house, I'm empty

Ain't nothin' left but some little hope, where the picture's hung

Might as well accept she ain't comin' back, I oughta move on

It shouldn't be this hard to do

It don't feel much like livin' sittin' alone here in this livin' room

In my two-bedroom house, on a half-acre lot

Where I keep the grass cut, and I keep the door unlocked

We're two of a kind, this old A-frame and me

And just like this old house, I'm empty

We're two of a kind, this old A-frame and me

'Cause just like this old house

Yeah, just like this old house, I'm empty