now i'm standing where we used to standnand i'm proud enough to not go to my kneesncuz i'm strong like an empty bottlenevery night it seems i just have the same dreamnnwhere it all comes out wrongnshe rings out like a fire alarmni see her there but she's probably gonenmy lownnnow she bought herself an alphabetnand i know that's where she likes to keep my namencuz she's as empty as she's ever gonna getnso she feels the sky but she doesn't feel the painnnand it all comes out wrongnshe rings out like a fire alarmni see her there and she's probably gonenmy lownnand it all comes out wrongnshe rings out like a fire alarmni see her there but she's already gonenmy lownoh my low