With toes numbed and old, you sat in the snow
And kept there wondering why it's getting cold
Hands turning purple and a frozen nose
“Nobody can feel it, no one will know”

“There's no use fighting for something that's gone
New love keeps blooming and old's getting towed
These two can keep living like there's nothing wrong
But you should keep dreaming, build your own throne”

“Pack up your stuff and follow the stars
And hopefully they will keep us apart”
“There's blood in your hands and there's salt in my tears
I know it seems obvious, so obvious you'll miss”

A fragile bird was being blindly told
That silently weeping will bring you no love
A hypocrite with nowhere to go
Just a man lying there, dead in the snow