An Empty Box in an Empty Room

An Empty Box in an Empty Room
© 2026 Mitchell Scott — All rights reserved.

Lyrics

Isn’t it funny how a life gets built
One right turn, one shrug of guilt
You don’t decide, you just arrive
Wake up one day already tired

You meant to leave, you meant to change
But meaning ain’t the same as brave
So you stay quiet, you stay kind
You blink and lose a couple decades’ time

I’m an empty box in an empty room
Still here, but I’m not much use
Didn’t fall apart, didn’t make a scene
Just slowly quit on everything
Yeah, I’m an empty box in an empty room

There’s someone close enough to touch
We don’t say much — we’ve said enough
No slammed doors, no last goodbye
Just two people letting something die

The house still hums, the TV’s on
We let the quiet drag on and on
Nothing hurts in a way you can prove
That’s the part I can’t explain to you

I’m an empty box in an empty room
Full of days I never used
Life kept knocking, I stayed numb
Called it peace, but it wasn’t much
Yeah, I’m an empty box in an empty room

I saw it coming
I felt it stall
I kept telling myself
This was all there was

I’m an empty box in an empty room
Not broken, just hollow through and through
Life ain’t cruel, it just moves along
Leaves you wondering where you went wrong
Yeah, I’m an empty box in an empty room