She keeps her heart on ice
So she doesn't lose it
For a price, she's prepared to use it
It was open once, and that's enough
She's comfortable alone
She likes to give advice
That she'll never follow
She don't think twice about tomorrow
She lies in bed, playing dead
She cannot face the sorrow
I don't really know that much about her
Whenever I get close she wilts just like a flower
In the palm of my hand, and I don't understand
Why is she so cold
Her dreams were in my hands
As long as I could follow the plan
Living for tomorrow
But dreams they change, and wash away
When they're only borrowed
I don't really know that much about her
Whenever I get close she wilts like a flower
In the palm of my hand, and I don't understand
Why am I so cold
I know that it's a curse
It could be worse
At least that's what I said
It's not like we're dead
She knows her place, and I've got my poker face
Does anybody know that much about it
We all want to be close
Can't live without it
