Tom Goss Holes In The Wall
Holes in the wall, holes in my heart, both beyond repair
And on the bed, remnants, of the love we shared
And it's all just part of the game
How you refuse to say my name
Or look me dead in the eyes
So let's take our holiday
When we return we'll be the same
And finally see it's love's turn to die
Your empty can, my empty hand, it's become routine
To watch our shapes, ruminate, on what's left unseen
And it's all just part of the game
How you refuse to say my name
Or look me dead in the eyes
So let's take our holiday
When we return we'll be the same
And finally see it's love's turn to die
Bridge
Anything I tell you baby, anything I can confide
Will only twist around inside you, come back with jealous eyes
I'll never say that I don't love you, cause we both know that ain't true
I've tried to hold on tighter but it slips right through
And it's all just part of the game
How you refuse to say my name
Or look me dead in the eyes
So let's take our holiday
When we return we'll be the same
And finally see it's love's turn to die
So we die
