Moles

Lonely is the night
When the wind and the rain blows cold
And all this time
We’ve been hiding from the gathering storm
Of all that I’ve done
Run, oh run
From the emptiness that fills you like a drug
And lower your guns
They are coming in the middle of the night
To fill you with holes
'Till you don’t know
'Till you don’t know
They fill you with holes
Like moles in the dirt, underground
Lonely are the sheets
You were 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 me with holes
'Till I don’t know
'Till I don’t know
They fill me with holes
Like moles in the dirt, underground