Song Lyrics

Sweaty palms as I walk down this empty road
I got a mom, but we ain't spoke in I don't know
I got a heart that don't speak to me anymore
And life gets hard but these last days been meanin' more
I'm just tryna get my bands up
Why you runnin' through the banners
I don't understand this
You should find your way home

I hate my yearbook photo
I hate my passport
I hate my last name
I hate everything it stands for
I should probably fucking transfer
Blue and brown JanSport
Tired of public transport
I never went to prom
Now I'm stuck on the dance floor
Just holdin' your hand
Just holdin' your hand

And I'll be (I'll be)
Right outside your front door
On my twelve speed (twelve speed)
I got your emotions tattooed on my sleeve (my sleeve)
I think about you all the time
I've waited for you all my life
I need you right here by my side

Blowin' off my mom, I wanna go home
I'd rather be alone, I don't wanna go home
It's gettin' really late so I gotta go home
Mom's blowin' up my phone so I gotta go home

I love my mom
I hate my boyfriend
Do you love my mom? (Love my mom)
Do you hate my boyfriend? (Boyfriend)
But I love my mom

And I'll be
Right outside your front door
On my twelve speed
I got your emotions tattooed on my sleeve
I think about you all the time
I've waited for you all my life
I need you right here by my side

I'll be (I'll be)
Right outside your front door
On my twelve speed (twelve speed)
I got your emotions tattooed on my sleeve (my sleeve)
I think about you all the time
I've waited for you all my life
I need you right here by my side

Empty home
Empty, empty, empty home

I wanna be American
My family is gonne, but I don't care because I love 'em

Clifford F. Simpson, Jeffrey Kleinman, Michael Uzoworu, Romil Hemnani, Roy Mabie, Russell Evan Boring

The duration of Empty is 3:14 minutes and seconds.