Christmas Lights and beat up cars
Snow boots to smoky bars
Take the same holes back out again
Fill em up and talk too loud
Til you don't remember how
Where they end and you begin
Holes in me or holes in you
Depends upon your point of view
What you choose to take
And what you're forced to leave behind
Everything I know is wrong
Everything I loved is gone
All that's left are holes that push me away from you
Woman feels the same as you
But there's little she can do
At best she'll stop you from digging more
Holes in me or holes in you
Depends upon your point of view
What you choose to take
And what you're forced to leave behind
Everything I know is wrong
Everything I loved is gone
All that's left are holes that push me away from you
Little girls who sing and dance
Hold the soil within their hands
Fill these holes that fell ontop of me