The Artist - Empty lyrics

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The Artist - Empty lyrics

[Hook] Oooooh, every time, I fall in love I know it won't be enough Cause my heart is like an empty box And, oooooh, why do I feel so lost? I can't find a simple thought So empty ‘till the day I'm gone Oooh… [Verse 1] I fall in love, yea, that's my damn problem Feelings go wild when I see a girl, I can't stop them Hey beautiful stranger, think you can fill my heart? I don't I can't afford your dreams baby girl, cause I'm broke But maybe I spoke, a bit too quickly Cause you're looking at me, did I just see you winking? I'm thinking that this could be a romance story With corny compliments and kisses, in all its glory No need to hurry we'll get married in the next month Give me your number, you'll get details via text hun You'll be the best mom how many do you want? (Shhh) No need to talk now, we got a lot of time, to bond And then just like a truth bomb I'm back to reality She's looking scared, apparently I've been staring, geez It's your fault, with those eyes that you sent me I'm meant to be alone, so don't tempt me empty [Hook] [Verse 2] I see this girl on vine, and she's so beautiful If I got to meet her, that'd be a freaking miracle I really wanna be with you, not just a lover (no) I feel like we could learn a bunch, from each other And you're funny, did I forget to mention that You got my attention fast, by shaking that amazing a** And I don't mean it like those guys, in the club I don't wanna see you strip, just dancing, is enough Cause you're hot as f**, I'm not gonna tell lies Don't you blink girl, I wanna look in them eyes Yea the world's got problems, I don't care about those things As long as I can hold onto you, like a nose ring But that's a broken dream, I won't meet you Outside of my phone, hah, I don't see you If I could just chat with ya, that'd be a start But my inbox is empty, just like that thing I call my heart (argh) [Hook] [Verse 3] Enough about girls, there's other things in my life Like the fact most of the time, I can't write I hate it, this is the only thing I love to do And then my brain's just like “Hmm, I'm gonna f** with you” So I'm often staring at a blank page, empty This is my priority, so I don't seem, friendly But man, those days where the words just flow That's the best thing I know, even better than pizza bro “So oh no, here he goes, talking problems and stuff Even his rhymes s**s” what you got a problem you f**? You want dope rhymes? Then I give you some beast sh** Eat your own words you monster, like faeces You b**hes better be ready to run and hide Cause I'm gonna f** you all when I come inside I'm not empty anymore, that's how this EP started My music is like STD, hah, you got it!? [Hook x2]