Digging a Hole

[Intro: Richard Dallyn]
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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
Everyone is 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