I found an empty day
 To fill with all the things I say
 I put it upstairs, shut tight last night
 Locked away from this firey light

 I found an empty day.
 I found an empty week
 And filled it with the calm mystique
 Of dreams and change, or rearrange
 I kept it out til it turned strange
 I found an empty week

 One house, one yard, one dog, one tree
 One car, one book, one terrifying look
 One wife, one kid, one job
 One day in may he ll choose his own
 One couch, one bed, one desk, one chair
 On glance, one sigh, one horrifying lie
 One life, one [bad word]  one death
 One day in May he ll choose his own end

 I found an empty month
 And tried to fit it into something
 Other than the way I thrive
 The things I do to stay alive
 I found an empty month

 I found an empty year
 And chased it as it ran in fear
 I want it back  cause I was talking smack
 And I m still stuck in this same track
 I found an empty year

 I found an empty life

 One house, one yard, one dog, one tree
 One car, one book, one terrifying look
 One wife, one kid, one job
 One day in may he ll choose his own
 One couch, one bed, one desk, one chair
 On glance, one sigh, one horrifying lie
 One life, one [bad word]  one death
 One day in May he ll choose his own end

 I found an empty life
 I found an empty life
 I found an empty life
 I found it, I found it
 I found an empty