| I've got a hole in my heart and | |
| I made it just for you | |
| I've got something up my sleeve | |
| I wanna show you | |
| It's my life's work of tragedy and turbulence | |
| Now come with me and take a walk through violence | |
| I can't help it that | |
| I'm sick or claustrophobic in my skin | |
| Cold as a stone, hollow eyes, empty soul | |
| Broken like a bone in a vice, heart like coal | |
| I've got a hole in my head and | |
| I put it there because of you | |
| I wrote something in this note that | |
| I left for you | |
| It's all because of your selfish lack of love for me | |
| I hope that my head on the wall will always remind you | |
| Morbid pictures in your head, | |
| I'm so sorry for the mess | |
| Cold as a stone, hollow eyes, empty soul | |
| Broken like a bone in a vice, heart like coal, yeah | |
| Dry your eyes, it was time for me to leave | |
| Don't cry, it was just my time and all you did was help me | |
| Cold as a stone, hollow eyes, empty soul | |
| Broken like a bone in a vice, heart like coal | |
| Cold as a stone, empty soul | |
| Broken like a bone, heart like coal |