Standing in the cold, I don't know where else I should go when you're gone

All I see is snow

and I can only hope.

Draw your pen around my shapeless heart.

I'm bleeding and beaten down.

What was it worth? What's it for?

If I'm not content with myself.

Standing in the cold, I don't know where else I should go when you're gone.

Talk about the weather as if I care.

The small talk, the closer I get to them

I bow out.

The pressure, it settles in my legs.

Chorus: Standing in the cold, I don't know where else I should go when you're gone

Bridge: And you can't afford the truth, that just seems to get to you, it just seems to get to you.

Chorus: Standing in the cold, I don't know where else I should go when you're gone