Maybe it's all just down to me
Lately I feel like it is
I've seen the signs and the numbers
No need to show me how it is

How it is
How it is
How it is

Most days, he woke up with nothing
Hardly remembered to hope
And noticing nothing inside him
Most days he stayed where he woke
Once, he stood in his confusion
Offering nothing in his hands
A two-dimensional person
Goodbye to you, empty man

There's nothing inside you
But you keep walking on

You look like a man
But you're as hollow as a stone
There's nothing inside you
But you keep walking on