Hollow Love Songtext
Friday at the show
sitting in row B
there you are
sitting next to me

Call my bluff
make me cheat
i can't believe
your in the next seat
Was it the liqour
or was it my soul
whatever it is
your my goal


sorry i did that
pardon me for this
your just so perfect
all i want is a kiss

You make me shiver
you make me sweat
im so messed up
i cant finish the set

time stands still
seconds turn to hours
smiles to laughter
your eyes make me cower

wait for the prophet bring
news of joy and era
but instead he'll bring
the name of sarah


into the hollow romance
and hunger grow
its not disapointment
but a pantomime show

love crumbles as you
tighten your grip
what will happen?
my faith in love will slip