There’s a hole in my eye, where the light brings in visions of you. This hole in my eye can be invaded. Rolling my eyes is one of many defenses. This hole in my eye can be invaded only when I’m looking straight at you.
There’s a hole in my lie, where the truth bites hard. I’m naked again. This hole in my lie is disconcerting. Takes me to a place where I can’t say no ‘cause The standard reply bites it tongue there, and I can’t get back on steady ground.
There’s a hole in my life, that’s deep and dry, and can’t be filled. This hole in my life fills my world up and I am alone and I’ve always known it. Life is a drag race with death and you know who always gets the checkered flag.