The Empty Bed Ryan Adams

[Verse 1]
All the things you thought made you strong
Now make you weak
The very same things that used to make us laugh
Now only make us weep
The very same things that used to take a day
Now take a week
And all the things that once were so easy to climb
They are now too steep

[Verse 2]
All the things that once got me so goddamn high
Now make me a creep
All the pills and powers that my money can buy
And still I can't sleep
All that rain that won't fall from the sky
That we cannot drink
All those tears falling from our eyes
Rolling down our cheeks
Rolling down our cheeks

[Verse 3]
All the things that I used to know so well
Now I cannot understand
All the things that used to make me a boy
Now they make me a man
Every time I wake, I stretch my arms
And I look for your hand
I roll over and I open my eyes and I see
The empty bed
I see the empty bed