Eddie Vedder: Oh 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 livin' where things are hiddenNatalie
Maines: You are something in my eye,
I am a 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 sandWe
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,walk awayEddie Vedder: Well you are
the dream in my nightmare I am that falling sensation
You are not needles and pills I am your hangover morning
We are tangled We are stolen We are living where things
are hiddenWe 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, walk awayOh you are the hole in
my head, You are the lump in my throat You are the
ṗain in my neck I am the aching in your heart