this place is freezing
so i'll build myself a fire made of words

and i'll take you with me
so at least the words will make a verse

so we can sing it loud,
the fire in our eyes
i want to make you proud
and not by telling lies,
this song is from my mouth
and i'll sing it till i die

until i die

would leave me here?
would you take this song,
and sing it for your girl,
and try to turn your wrongs.
so she can think she loves you
and that would be a lie,

because i wrote this song for you

this place is freezing
because the flame that kept me hanging on to you
had burned out
the coldness was the only thing true.