I'm glad you came
I was talking about you
You haven't changed
Still made out of glue
Back in a hole where I belong
Back in a hole where I belong
And if I say
That I am full of blades
Would you think me
Mean, or sad in taste?
Back in a hole where I belong
Back in a hole where I belong
Ahh, ahh, ahh
Ahh, ahh, ahh
If I say
Something kind or nice
I'm sure it'd
Kill me deep inside
Back in a hole where I belong
Back in a hole where I belong
Playing a part's
Somethin' I do best
I can keep it up
Or give it a rest
Back in a hole where I belong
Back in a hole where I belong
Ahh, ahh, ahh
Ahh, ahh, ahh
Back in a hole where I belong
Back in a hole where I belong
Ahh, ahh, ahh
Ahh, ahh, ahh
Ahh, ahh, ahh
Ahh, ahh, ahh
