Emptiness is a fickle friend I met
Shook his hand and made a deal that I couldn't bet my life on
Bet my life on
Swallow pride and a heavy chance of smoke
On the ground is where I seem to find my soul
Ooh, give me a reason
Ooh, give it to me straight
Ooh whoa, I need an answer
But I know I'm not getting it today
Take it off or I'll take it from myself
Tell me twice or more that I'll be here to witness
All the pleasantries and all the growing seeds
Coming with the spring and all it has to show
Take one for the team and graciously let go
Ooh, give me some whiskey
Ooh, give it to me straight
Ooh, I need a feel good
But I know I'm not feeling good today
Ooh
Yes I am broken
But I am rebuilding the sky above my head
Ohh
Yes I am lost with you
But I will find my own way back to the beginning