Ray Lamontagne - Empty lyrics

She lifts her skirt up to her knees

Walks through the garden rows with her bare feet, laughing

I never learned to count my blessings

I choose instead to dwell in my disasters

Walk on down the hill

Through grass, grown tall and brown

And still it's hard somehow to let go off my pain

On past the busted back

Of that old and rusty Cadillac

That sinks into this field, collecting rain

Will I always feel this way

So empty, so estranged?

Of these cutthroat busted sunsets

These cold and damp white mornings I have grown weary

If through my cracked and dusty dimestore lips

I spoke these words out loud, would no one hear me?

Lay your blouse across the chair

Let fall the flowers from your hair

And kiss me with that country mouth so plain

Outside the rain is tapping on the leaves

To me it sounds like they're applauding us

The quiet love we've made

Will I always feel this way

So empty, so estranged?

Well, I looked my demons in the eyes

Laid bare my chest, said do your best, destroy me

See, I've been too hell and back so many times

I must admit, you kinda bore me

There's a lot of things that can kill a man

There's a lot of ways to die

Yes and some already dead their walk beside me

There's a lot of things I don't understand

Why so many people lie

It's the hurt you hide that fuels the fire inside you

Will I always feel this way

So empty, so estranged?