Boxes of memories, everywhere I went
Whole UPS fleet, every time I moved
I never opened them, I just kept adding to them
I was waiting, waiting for the time
Old love letters and memorabilia
Pictures of people I'd never see again
My Bar mitzvah certificate said I was a man
I was waiting, waiting for the time
I could be happy, I could be, I could be happy
In an empty room
In an empty room
Empty room
I was going to throw them away
I kept going back to the garbage during the night
My Guru said that it's good to burn bodies
So I decided to have a big fire
Started out laughing, but by the second day
It was really getting to me
Burn the bodies, so the beings don't come back
My history, good to burn
I could be happy, I could be, I could be happy
In an empty room
In an empty room
Empty room