Abe Parker — Empty House

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I was busy thinkin’ ’bout

What everybody thinks about me?

Why I laugh when it isn’t funny?

And why I’m even at this party now?

Step out and say a friend is coming

I’m walking to my car and wondering

Why I’m alone but still prefer an empty house?

I wish that I could just turn off these thoughts

And let myself out

Why does it seem so easy for everyone else?

And I’m so tired of re-enacting things

I just could have said out loud

But I was busy thinking ’bout

If anybody else is leaving

This bathroom’s got a dirty ceiling

Am I the only one that’s feeling this way now?

Why everybody’s smiling at me?

And why it doesn’t make me happy?

And what excuse I’m going to give to turn around?

I wish that I could just turn off these thoughts

And let myself out

Why does it seem so easy for everyone else?

And I’m so tired of re-enacting things

I just could have said out loud

But I was busy thinking ’bout

But I was busy thinking ’bout

But I was busy thinking ’bout

But I was busy thinking ’bout

Get home and go sit in the kitchen

I’m turning off the lights and wishing

I would have stayed, you know

I hate this empty house