Digging a Hole

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[Verse 1: Neil Codling]

I've drunk too much to belong to you

Feel so much older, but I'm only twenty-two

She said she was an artist when I met her in the street

She sleeps right through the afternoon and throws up on the sheets

She took me to a hotel where she watched the evenings end

And cried into her coffee swearing she was on the mend

[Chorus: Neil Codling]

Two tortured souls digging a hole

When we need to cry

I wish I had your heart instead of mine

Instead of mine

[Verse 2: Neil Codling]

I took a night bus down to the park

I climbed over the gate and then I ran into the dark

He said he was an artist on his bench under a tree

He said he liked to see the stars but not on nights like these

[Chorus: Neil Codling]

Two tortured souls digging a hole

When we need to cry

I wish I had your heart instead of mine

Instead of mine

[Verse 3: Neil Codling]

I've drunk too much to belong to you

I look to all the people to help me make it through

And everyone's an artist, and they've all got things to say

They know the words to say it all, but just not what to say

[Chorus: Neil Codling]

Just as night follows day, everything alive

Falls into decay

That's why I wish I had your heart, instead of mine

Yes, I wish I had your heart instead of mine