Verse 1 There’s an empty spot on the living room wall Dust where your picture used to fall I kept the frame, but the image is gone A hollow reminder I still lean on Chorus Hollow frame, nothing left inside Just a shape of love I can’t revive I reach for faces I can’t reclaim All that’s left is a hollow frame Verse 2 The glass still cracks where your smile once stayed But the colors bled, the memory frayed I hold the edges, but they cut my hands A portrait fading I can’t withstand Chorus Hollow frame, nothing left inside Just a shape of love I can’t revive I reach for faces I can’t reclaim All that’s left is a hollow frame Bridge If the picture fades, does the story die? Or does it live in the tear in my eye? I can’t erase, I can’t replace The empty outline of your face Final Chorus Hollow frame, nothing left inside Just a shape of love I can’t revive I reach for faces I can’t reclaim All that’s left is a hollow frame Yeah, all that’s left is a hollow frame
