Vacant -

Alone again, this empty bed

Is starting to feel like home

This empty room around me

Hurts more than you’ll ever know

No matter what I ever said

I never wanted you to go

And I’ll walk away

To leave all this behind

As it turns to grey

To keep this from my mind

Whatever part of me knows I’ll be better off

Gets drowned out in the noise

Of all the memories that were destroyed

Hell is where my heart is

Alone again, this empty bed

Is starting to grow cold

Hell is where my heart is

Because hell’s always felt like home