I went a little out of my comfort zone and went for rhyming. And I realized I'm pretty bad at rhyming.

The cold in my heart

is protection from the heat of rejection.

I don't want to part

with anyone I love, so instead of

giving everything I got,

I give zero; you're my hero.

And I know you're not

going to stay forever, but lay

down with me,

just for a second, 'cause I reckon

you have to leave in a bit, so please... Please just sit.