You can call me when you wake up
Your tears smeared from your makeup
We're here in the wake of
A fire burnin' down our love
And I feel like filth now
I feel it deep within my bones
And I walk these city streets
Drunk and stumbling all alone
And I want so bad
To be next to you
But there's only so much two hearts can suffer through
And I think apart
May do us better
I'm glad it happened at all
Rather than never
But you're so cold blooded
Oh, my soul's flooded
Water that's cold as ice
You be my muse, and I'll be your vice
And wouldn't it be something
If we could find a way
Somewhere in some place and time
We could both be okay
I pray you're somewhere pretty
And that you're staying true
To that spitfire fireball-drinking girl that I knew
But you're so cold blooded
Oh, my soul's flooded
Water that's as cold as ice
You be my muse, and I'll be your vice
Pray you're somewhere pretty
And that you're staying true
To that spitfire fireball-drinking girl that I knew
You're so cold blooded
Oh, my soul's flooded
Water that's as cold as ice
You be my muse, and I'll be your vice
