One Day

I'm empty, it's heavy, it's shorter, I'm colder You hold him, you kiss him, you know that I want this And I don't get when you say, that we were meant to be Or when you leaned against me, and held my, my hand I have this way of feeling down when you're gone The sheets remind me of where we belong My fingers tremble when the thought starts creeping in My whispers reach your ear with hope that we could sin One day... I'm bloated, it's diseased, I'm sane when, you're with me I stop by, and say grace, I smile, in his place And I don't like when he comes and tries to take me Cause you were leaned against me, and held my, my hand. I have this way of feeling down when you're gone The sheets remind me of where we belong My fingers tremble when the thought starts creeping in My whispers reach your ear with hope that we could sin One day...