Lonely is the night When the wind and the rain blows cold And all this time I’ve been hiding from the gather storm Of all that I’ve done
Run, oh run From the emptiness that fills you like a drug Load your guns They are coming in the middle of the night To fill you with holes Until you don’t know, until you don’t know They fill you with holes Like moles in the dirt underground
Lonely are the sheets You are naked in the morning next to me But all those years holding back the demons for the fear Of the sight of your tears
Oh, my God What have I done? What have I done? They fill you with holes Until I don’t know Until I don’t know They fill me with holes Like moles in the dirt underground