Well i stare at the hole in my hands And i watch you slip away And i feel if i'd only done better than maybe i could make you stay And i stare at the hole in my hands And i can't remember things i say Hour to hour, sentence to sentence, day to day Well i could but i don't And i should but i won't It's laughable There's an empty space in my bed My bed's too big these days Even as i hold you i'm letting you go somewhere far away There's an empty space in my heart When my friends say, "boy, now you're free" Cause freedom's not a ring around your finger I can tell 'em its a memory Well i could but i don't And i should but i won't It's laughable Having to tell someone good bye Having to find a place to hide When all you feel these days is empty inside Well i remember the last time we met You held a stranger's hand You introduced him to me and said, "can we try and be friends?" Well i could but i don't And i should but i won't It's laughable