Empty

Feeling empty

Sitting here

Wishing I was tipsy

Feeling empty 

Like my glass

Tipping over

Over you

That's what I'm suppose to be

But I can't help it

You're on my mind

On my mind all the time

Empty

Empty is what I feel 

Because you choose her

Over me

That's what I'm suppose to be 

Over you

But your not over me

She doesn't know that

I can see it

Empty

It's what you feel

When your next to her

Missing me

Empty

Like my glass of wine

Falling 

Is what we are