Thursday
Empty Glass
I lost my wedding ring down the kitchen sink
Now it's glimmering somewhere far away
And I'm sitting here in an empty glass
Waiting for the day to swallow me whole
I'm holding on to nothing

Sold my wedding ring to another man
I was drunk and lost and far away from home
Now I'm waking up with an empty hand
Trying to buy something to take me away from living
The page I've written
I'll sleep in the space where no one's breathing
We'll trade all our memories for forgetting