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.