The Stars Are God’s Bullet Holes Songtext
von John Murry

Of course i′d die for you
You'd watch me, wouldn′t you
You always seem to draw blood first
Bound together, torn apart
This is loneliness, not art
And i ain't never felt so alone

The stars are god's bullet holes
And i′m becoming someone I didn′t know
The river runs wide, the rivers runs deep
But darker currents separate you and me


The morning star comes flickering
The shadows cast claw at the seam
The tailor's stitch puts up no fight
Even rats run to higher ground
The channel cuts through to the sound
Take the wheel and drive me home
If god were love, if god were any good
Then why′d he make me such a fucking fool
I was made in his image, born to die
To take love songs and crucify 'em

There′s pain for which there is no drug
Wars with no sides, no one to trust
Everyone bleeds
I don't run, i got no map
I′m on your heels through broken glass
You took the thorn and twisted
Maybe love only exists in books
Otherwise i'd hold you when you came unglued
All of that rage covered up with rouge
Your rosy-face came in too many hues

Way too many hues