How can you feel again in this place?
The heater's working, but we lost the warmth
The living room has a visitor, but he's dead inside
Door's unlocked, waiting for someone to come back
Bedroom is a graveyard for a broken heart at night
Television shows past memories and static
The floor's slippery, and love slipped away just now
But mom and dad told me to try being happy because
I can still take a bath in my regrets in the bathroom and
There's still a roof on a lonely and sad man like me
Also, I can still afford to eat and cry and try to live by
But I lost what is important, what makes concrete worth it
I lost you, I lost her, I lost the sweet embrace of my home