these rooms play tricks upon you remember when they were always filled with laughter but now they re quite deserted they seem to just echo voices raised in anger maybe you will see my face reflected there on the pane in the window of our poor forlorn and broken home still this house is empty now there s nothing i can do to make you want to stay so tell me how am i supposed to live without you these walls were lined with pictures remember the glass we charged in celebration but now i fill my life up with all that i can to deaden this sensation do you recognize the face fixed in that fine silver frame were you really so unhappy then you never said so this house is empty now there s nothing i can do to make you want to stay so tell me how am i supposed to live without you  oh if i could just become forgetful when night seems endless does the extinguished candle care about the darkness it s funny how my memory will bring you so close then make you disappear meanwhile all our friends must choose who they will favor who they will lose hang the garland high or close the door and throw away the key this house is empty now there s no one living here you have to care about this house is empty now there s nothing i can do to make you want to stay so tell me how am i supposed to live without you this house is empty now there s no one living here you have to care about this house is empty now there s nothing i can do to make you want to stay so tell me how am i supposed to live without you 