Lyrics God Shaped Hole - Michael Weston King

Well your hair smelt of Christmas as you bent down to kiss me
And your coat of pure velvet reached down to the floor
You've stolen into all of the dreams I was dreaming
And ripped out all the answers I once held so pure
It doesn't really matter that you weren't intent on stealing
Because the way I feel about it now
There is nothing I could do anymore

You're my God shaped hole
Into which I fall
You're my God shaped hole
Into which I crawl
No matter what they say and the mind games that we play
You'll be there, you'll be there, to catch me after all

Now all the singers sing a sad song and all the films are staring you
And all the rumours that were whispered have started coming true
If I've so much going for me then what I am replacing?
One hundred miles from my house you are waking up alone
I can't stand another day I hate these hours we're wasting
But time is up against me know
Like everyone I've ever known

You're my God shaped hole
Into which I fall
You're my God shaped hole
Into which I crawl
No matter what they say and the mind games that we play
You'll be there, you'll be there, to catch me after all

You're my God shaped hole
You're my God shaped hole
Into which I fall
You're my God shaped hole
You're my God shaped hole