A Year Spent Cold

So cool and sweet, soft to the last curve of your lips

Oh does this feel the same?

No this canÔÇÖt be cause this feels cheap

Once young but now old, my heart was better sold,

a heart better sold...



So how did I hold you this long,

maybe you were still running and

I couldnÔÇÖt see it, I was too in love to notice,

what a fool I am and still becoming,

well are you laughing?



So now what have we? Is this it? Is this it?

Cheers to farewell and a year spent cold

So far IÔÇÖm obvious. Is this it? Is this it?

Praise to goodbyes and to parting souls



So cool and sweet, soft to the last curve of your lips

Did you stop listening?

This gash has run deep IÔÇÖm in between

insanity and hopeÔÇÖs edge

...yeah



So now what have we? Is this it? Is this it?

Cheers to farewell and a year spent cold

So far IÔÇÖm obvious. Is this it? Is this it?

Praise to goodbyes and to parting souls



Well I wear this well; IÔÇÖm aware

Applaud as you like, beat your wrist twice

A small pain rose to a swell, I canÔÇÖt bear

Applaud as you like, beat your wrist twice



IÔÇÖm sick of watching your lips

So sick of watching your lips move past me

Is this for keeps?

IÔÇÖm tired or watching your lips

So tired of watching your lips move with out me