The Empty Bed - Ryan Adams

All the things you thought made you strong

Now make you weak

The very same things that used to make us laugh

Now only make us weep

The very same things that used to take a day

Now take a week

And all the things that once were so easy to climb

They are now too steep

And all the things that once got me so goddamn high

Now make me a creep

All the pills and powers that my money can buy

And still I can’t sleep

All that rain that won’t fall from the sky

That we cannot drink

All those tears falling from our eyes

Rolling down our cheeks

Rolling down our cheeks

All the things that I used to know so well

Now I cannot understand

All the things that used to make me a boy

Now they make me a man

Every time I wake, I stretch my arms

And I look for your hand

I roll over and I open my eyes and I see

The empty bed

I see the empty bed

Every single picture on your phone

Just one less in your mind

Every word you wrote while we sat idly by

Yeah it’s lost, somewhere in time

And all the things that used to make you seem strong

Now make you seem weak

All the same things that used to make us laugh

That now make us weep

They make us weep

All the things that I used to know so well

Yeah, I cannot understand

And all the things that used to make me a boy

Well now make me a man

And every time I wake and stretch my arms

Looking for your hand

I roll over and I open my eyes and I see

The empty bed

I see the empty bed

I see the empty bed

I see the empty bed