Cold Sets In
How could I love you better
If I barely love myself
It's like giving my hands to hold
As I'm crawling out of Hell
And I know this life is
Complicated I could fake it
If I tried to lie
But you'd catch me every time
I hate it when the cold sets in
But I love the way it draws us
Closer than we've ever been
Holding on for warmth
And I barely felt the spark returning
Before it left again
I hate it when the story ends
But I love to start again
How many ways can someone
Bend before they've broken
I can feel cracks in the face I wear
From the words you've spoken
And I know this time is
The very last that I can ask you
Turn yourself around
And wander back to me
So I squeeze my fist
And I bite my tongue
And I taste that bitter truth
I hate it when the cold sets in
But I love the way it draws us
Closer than we've ever been
Holding on for warmth
And I barely felt the spark returning
Before it left again
I hate it when the story ends
But I love to start again
I hate it when the cold sets in
But I love the way it draws us
Closer than we've ever been
Holding on for warmth
And I barely felt the spark returning
Before it left again
I hate it when the story ends
But I love to start again
If I barely love myself
It's like giving my hands to hold
As I'm crawling out of Hell
And I know this life is
Complicated I could fake it
If I tried to lie
But you'd catch me every time
I hate it when the cold sets in
But I love the way it draws us
Closer than we've ever been
Holding on for warmth
And I barely felt the spark returning
Before it left again
I hate it when the story ends
But I love to start again
How many ways can someone
Bend before they've broken
I can feel cracks in the face I wear
From the words you've spoken
And I know this time is
The very last that I can ask you
Turn yourself around
And wander back to me
So I squeeze my fist
And I bite my tongue
And I taste that bitter truth
I hate it when the cold sets in
But I love the way it draws us
Closer than we've ever been
Holding on for warmth
And I barely felt the spark returning
Before it left again
I hate it when the story ends
But I love to start again
I hate it when the cold sets in
But I love the way it draws us
Closer than we've ever been
Holding on for warmth
And I barely felt the spark returning
Before it left again
I hate it when the story ends
But I love to start again
Credits
Writer(s): John Sinclair, Philip Thorpe Evans
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