This room is so empty now No furniture, nothing on these walls Nothing left for me to call this home Because I've been gone for a long time, and I'm just fine with that Because I'm on my own, not in some dead-end town, not waiting for someone to say Hang up the phone just to hear me, but I'm not upstairs Alone in a space for a thousand years, its cruel and empty Been gone for a year now, and I know you're not ok Leaving town to come home, the roads unfold they hold the light Alone and out of sight This small town beckons home, these are those and moments hold Vacant roads winding awkwardly Don't miss me I'll be back, forget this happened, just to see you smile