By the time you get this letter
You'll be way under the weather
Like a blanket, like a sleeping bag
That you cannot get out of
Or remember what day it is
Or what month you started feeling like this
All the riches, all the prizes
Can't make up for what you've got inside

You're so empty
You're so empty
You're so empty
You don't know how to feel
You're so empty
There without me
You're so empty
Without my time to steal

By the time anyone's noticed
That I packed up all my boxes
I'll be on the thirtyfive headed
To somewhere I vacationed once
But that's ghost of summer's past
Now I've got a new permanent address
All the riches all the prizes
Can't make up for what you've got inside

You're so empty
You're so empty
You're so empty
You don't know how to feel
You're so empty
There without me
You're so empty
Without my time to steal
You don't know how to feel

You're so empty