Cold Love
If I cry in your arms, it's just some other shit, just some other shit
Just some other things that I've been dealing with
I'd die in your arms, bury me while playing this
Bury me saying: "You were all I ever needed"
And hold me like we're dying from the liquor that we drank down in hotel rooms
To feel warm in cold love
What's harder, harder to say?
That you want me to stay, or that you want me stay unchanged for you?
Chained to a lie, we're the same you and I, we're the same
Well not the same, we hurt differently, but consistent in our pain
Equal and equidistant in the way we laugh to lay bear the weight of our cold love affair
Recalling the days where we were, we weren't, we were












