There is no fuel to feed the flame there's only wine to ease the pain I pour it on yet I'm half empty still cause there's a space that only you can fill I volunteer for overtime cause when I'm off, you're on my mind I'm working hard but I don't have the skill to fill the space that only you can fill I was me before I met you I was me when you were mine so I should be me without you but there's a piece that I just can't seem to find I used to think I'd find a face to turn my head and take my place but now I know I won't be whole until you fill the space that only you can fill