Need a hole to call my home Neighbours said: I swear I heard her scream So they searched the river banks But they found her in the lake Now I can remember the exact second it broke Maybe it was a whisper Between spires of cigarette smoke He called me whore But no, no, I can't remember The exact words that he spoke We were better baby, when we lived on the road We were better baby, when we lied on the floor Think I’ve lived this before Maybe I was younger But the same ravaging world I'll never know Like encountering an old enemy Like the bruise that is worn underneath Like the bullet that feeds On the innocent meet How do you fail in letting show? Now that I need you even more Now you reclaim me for your own Need a hole to call my home Need a hole to call my own