Your footsteps

On the stairs

If I listen hard enough

They're still there

You think I'd

Know better by now

But I still drink until you're next to me again, baby

Yeah, yeah, yeah

And I still think that in the morning, I might wake up next to you

Empty bed and empty space

It's in my head, your smell, your taste

Your memory is all that's left to fill this empty

Fill this empty bed

This empty bed

Fill this empty

And your pictures

On my phone

Help me to pretend that

I'm not alone

You think I'd

Know better by now

But I still drink until you're next to me again, baby

Yeah, yeah, yeah

And I still think that in the morning, I might wake up next to you

Empty bed and empty space

It's in my head, your smell, your taste

Your memory is all that's left to fill this empty

Fill this empty bed

This empty bed

But I still drink until you're next to me again, baby

And I still think that in the morning, I might wake up next to you

Empty bed and empty space

It's in my head, your smell, your taste

You're memory is all that's left to fill this empty

Fill this empty bed

This empty bed

Fill this empty bed

This empty

Fill this empty bed

This empty

Fill this empty