Seemingly out of habit
I found myself placing
Things to block the door
As a sort of counterweight
And nobody was home
Nobody was home at all
Nobody was home
Nobody was home at all
All I've got left in my lungs
Are fragile, weak breaths
And stifled cries
And all I've got left in my eyes
Are distant moons far away from you
And nobody was home
Nobody was home at all
Nobody was home
Nobody was home at all
And nobody was home
Nobody was home at all
Nobody was home
Nobody was home at all