| There’s three in the Hall from those pictures in the closet
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| Two in the bedroom from that night I lost it
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| And one deep inside me determined to stay
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| They don’t get any bigger but they don’t go away
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| Holes in and around me I keep falling back into
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| Holes dig in and surround me
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| God knows what I’m gonna do
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| To fill in these holes left by you
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| Left by you
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| I pour drink after drink but nothing hit bottom
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| I’ve been on my knees admitted my problems
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| The love that we made still barely an echo
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| I’ll try anything in these vacant hollow
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| Holes in and around me I keep falling back into
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| Holes dig in and surround me
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| God knows what I’m gonna do
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| To fill in these holes left by you
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| Left by you
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| There’s two through my hands and one through my feet
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| From this cross that I bare to the day that I see
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| Its guilt and its blame its shame and its love
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| Seeking the truth I dug them myself
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| All these holes dig in and surround me
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| God knows what I’m gonna do
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| To fill in these holes left by you |