Holes in the Story

I heard the bad guy
Smile and laugh
With a little boy
He held his hand
Called him dad
And they went home

Black and white
Gets caught in words
Before they're known

Happy is,
What happy does,
That you should know

But we'll rip holes in the story
I'll rip holes in the story
We'll rip holes in the story
I'll show you

The tales told
Have grown so old
But yet they stick

But growing old
Doesn't seem so cold
If I'm with you

They didn't smile
When your hand
Slipped into mine

But sure did I
I couldn't hide it
From the lights

But we'll rip holes in the story
I'll rip holes in the story
We'll rip holes in the story
I'll show you

Sing it back
And they all sound flat
Did they tell you
There was more for you to see
We'll spread our colours wide
Your fairytales have lost their spark tonight

The bad guy cried out slow
And slumped into his chair
Should we tell you
About the demons in your head

They told him follow
With the crowd
And you'll be fine
Now he's wasted his whole life to stay alive

But we'll rip holes in the story
I'll rip holes in the story
We'll rip holes in the story
I'll show you

They didn't smile
When your hand
Slipped into mine
But sure did I
I couldn't hide it
From the lights