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Empty Glasses Lyrics
Lying with a sentimental fever
Shapeless on the frigid winter floor
And the hall light starts to blur
And you're hungry for the letters at your door
I bet he's written you once or twice now
Explaining exactly how it is
But you light fire to that newspaper
In the dull yellow room in which you sit
And I'll pick up all your empty glasses
And play them like the songs I wish I knew
Cause by the morning, well there is little
And nothing left by the afternoon
Well all of your potential has you frozen
And honey I am just about the same
Our mouths were built just like abandoned mansions
With too much space for what we've got to say
But there will be a day, you will see
Where I'll make something of myself
And all the words that I could never muster
I'll leave waiting for him on his shelf
And I'll pick up all your empty glasses
And play them like the songs I wish I knew
Cause by the morning, well there is little
And nothing left by the afternoon
Shapeless on the frigid winter floor
And the hall light starts to blur
And you're hungry for the letters at your door
Explaining exactly how it is
But you light fire to that newspaper
In the dull yellow room in which you sit
And play them like the songs I wish I knew
Cause by the morning, well there is little
And nothing left by the afternoon
And honey I am just about the same
Our mouths were built just like abandoned mansions
With too much space for what we've got to say
Where I'll make something of myself
And all the words that I could never muster
I'll leave waiting for him on his shelf
And play them like the songs I wish I knew
Cause by the morning, well there is little
And nothing left by the afternoon
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