Текст песни Suede - Digging A Hole
Suede - Digging A Hole слова песни
I`ve drunk too much, to belong to youFeel so much older but I`m only 22She said she was an artist when I met her on the streetShe sleeps right through the afternoon and throws up on the sheetsShe took me to a hotel where she watched the evenings endAnd cried into her coffee swearing she was on the mendTwo tortured soulsDigging a hole when we need to climbI wish I had your heart instead of mineI took a night bus down to the parkI climbed over the gate and then I ran into the darkHe said he was an artist on his bench under a treeHe said he liked to see the stars but not on nights like theseTwo tortured soulsDigging a hole when we need to climbI wish I had your heart instead of mineI`ve drunk too much to belong to youI looked to all the people to help me make it throughAnd everyone`s an artist and they`ve all got things to sayThey know the words to say it all but just not what sayJust as night follows dayEverything alive falls into decayThat`s why I wish I had your heart instead of mineYes I wish I had your heart instead of mine