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