there's a hole inside of you it's not the same no, it's not the same as when we were young there's a hole inside of you i see into but this won't be the one for you. there's a hole inside of you and coming through a hundred scenes i stopped for you and i look down like an airplane at the houses that forgave us, all the roads we connected caught us up in racing nowhere at best we made a circle but pickup sticks they all became us theres the colors...