Digging a Hole Suede

[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