Empty Chair Blues

The neon sign outside. Still bleeds a shade of red. Just like the

pain that's living in my head. I walk the floors at midnight.

The silence is too loud. I'm just another shadow in this lonely

crowd. I check the light. I turn the light down low.

But there's a cold space where your memory grows. Oh, this is the

empty chair blues. Yeah, they're singing just for me. 'Cause the only

love I ever knew. Packed its bags and broke free. Now the rain

taps out a rhythm on the window pane. It sounds just like a heartache