Empty
Ray LaMontagne
[Verse 1]
She lifts her skirt up to her knees
Walks through the garden rows with her bare feet, laughin'
I never learned to count my blessings
I choose instead to dwell in my disasters
I walk on down the hill
Through grass, grown tall and brown
And still it's hard, somehow, to let go of my pain
On past the busted back of that
Old and rusted Cadillac
That sinks into this field, collecting rain
[Chorus]
Will I always feel this way?
So empty, so estranged
[Verse 2]
And of these cutthroat busted sunsets
These cold and damp white mornings, I have grown weary
If through my cracked and dusty dime-store 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
[Chorus]
Will I always feel this way?
So empty, so estranged
[Verse 3]
Well, I looked my demons in the eyes
Laid bare my chest, said, "Do your best, destroy me
See, I been to hell and back so many times
I must admit, you kinda bore me"
There's a lotta things that can kill a man
There's a lotta ways to die
Yes, and some already did and walk beside me
There's a lotta things I don't understand
Why so many people lie
It's the hurt I hide that fuels the fire inside me
[Chorus]
Will I always feel this way?
So empty, so estranged
Capo Fret 2
[Intro]
Am F C F C
[Verse]
F
She lifts her skirt up to her knees
C
Walks through the garden rows with her bare feet, laughing
F
I never learned to count my blessings
C
I choose instead to dwell in my disasters
Am
Walk on down the hill
E
Through the grass grown tall and brown
F C
And still it's hard somehow to let go of my pain
Am
On past the busted back
E
Of that old and rusted Cadillac
F C
That sinks into this field collecting rain
[Bridge]
C G F Am E
Will I always feel this way
C G F Am E E7
So empty, so estranged
Am
[Verse]
F
Of these cutthroat busted sunsets,
C
These cold and damp white mornings I have grown weary
F
If through my cracked and dusty dime store lips
C
I spoke these words out loud would no one hear me
Am
Lay your blouse across the chair
E
Let fall the flowers from your hair
F C
And kiss me with that country mouth so plain
Am
Outside the rain is tapping on the leaves
E
To me it sounds like they're
F C
applauding us, the quiet love we've made
[Bridge]
C G F Am E
Will I always feel this way
C G F Am E E7
So empty, so estranged
[Interlude]
Am F C F C
[Verse]
F
Well I looked my demons in the eyes
C
Laid bare my chest said do your best and destroy me
F
See I've been to hell and back so many times
C
I must admit you kind of bore me
Am
There's a lot of things that can kill a man
E
There's a lot of ways to die
F C
Yes and some already dead who walked beside me
Am
There's a lot of things I don't understand
E
Why so many people lie
F C
Well it's the hurt I hide that fuels the fires inside me
[Bridge]
C G F Am E
Will I always feel this way
C G F Am E E7
So empty, so estranged
[Outro]
Am F C F C Am