The Hollow Lyrics

Song Text:

how sick of me must you be by now? while you're standing just outside of
what your pride will allow, always reaching into yourself to find a new way to
understand me. when i'm sure that there's no one else in the world that could
withstand me. yeah, the first person in your life to ever really matter is
saying the last thing that you want to hear. and you are listening hard through
the splintering shards of your life as it shatters. and you're standing firm
and you're staying close and you're seeing clear. i took to the stage with my
outrage in the bad old days when you were the "make me mad" guy. but
the songs they come out more slowly now that i am the bad guy. and i say, baby
i'm sorry that i am so crazy, i am astounded by your patience. but you say/
"believe or not baby, the joy you bring me still outweighs it."
yeah, the first
person in your life to ever really matter is saying the last thing that you
want to hear. and you are listening hard through the splintering shards of
your life as it shatters, and you're standing firm and you're staying close
and you're seeing clear. tell me how sick of me must you be by now?

i love you and you love me and ain't that that way it's supposed to be? i
swing my stick legs 'round from the root and i pile drive each foot into a
platform boot. and i'm up and i'm out cuz i'm bouncing off the walls. and i
come when you call and you call. i got a super cute three piece suit. one
piece for your body. one piece for your smile. one more little piece if you
stay a while. yeah, cuz i love you and you love me. ain't that the way it's
supposed to be? i gotta beeline double time. leave my home sweet home for your
honeycomb. then i show up steady ready and proud and i find i've forgotten how
to talk out loud. isn't it just like you to bring me to my knees in my brand
new stockings while the cat is out with my tongue. isn't it just like you to
bring me to my knees in my brand new stockings. love makes me feel so dumb.
cuz i love you and you love me and ain't that the way it's supposed to be?
yeah, cuz i love you and you love the me. ain't that the way it's supposed to
be?

Garden Of Simple

Run desire run
Sexual being
Run him like a blade
To and through the
heart
No conscience
One Motive
Cater to the hollow

Screaming
feed me here
Fill me up again
Temporarily pacify this hungering
So
grow
Libido throw
Dominoes of indiscretions down
Falling all
around
In cycles
In circles
Constantly consuming
Conquer and
devour

Cause it's time to bring the fire down
Bridle all this
indiscretion
Long enough to edify
And permanently fill this
hollow

Screaming feed me here
Fill me up again
Temporarily
pacifying

Feed me here
Fill me up again
Temporarily pacifying