You are the hole in my head
                    
I am the pain in your neck
                     
You are the lump in my throat
                      
I am the aching in your heart
         
We are tangled
          
We are stolen
                         
We are living where things are hidden

                      
You are something in my eye
                        
And I am the shiver down your spine
                     
You are on the lick of my lips
                             
And I am on the tip of your tongue
           
We are tangled
           
We are stolen
                          
We are buried up to our necks in sand
         
We are luck
          
We are fate
                                     
We are the feeling you get in the golden state
         
We are love
          
We are hate
                                     
We are the feeling I get when you walk away
                
Walk away