Cold Feet
Was that you behind the glass
It's hard to see through the window
I wasn't gonna pass
But I stepped on my own toes
I don't wanna be in this city where your point's been proven
I'm holding myself in pity at your prosecution
If you wanted, you would see me
If you wanted, you would need me
I have a lust to be loved sweetly
But we're holding hands like cold feet
Yeah, we're holding hands like cold feet
I wonder who you've become
While I learned to be forgetful
Who are you running from
If you swear you are regretful
What's it like sitting on your high horse that you didn't deserve to win
I shouldn't do this to myself but desperation's my greatest sin
If you wanted, you would see me
If you wanted, you would need me
I have a lust to be loved sweetly
But we're holding hands like cold feet
Yeah, we're holding hands like cold feet
There must have been thorns in the flowers
You never got me for my birthday
And the street we called ours
Must've turned into a one-way
Was your pleasure for punishing why you wanted to delay
Held on for so long just to give us away
If you wanted, you would've seen me
If you wanted, you would've needed me
I have lust to be loved sweetly
But we were holding hands like cold feet
We were holding hands like cold feet
We were holding hands like cold feet
It's hard to see through the window
I wasn't gonna pass
But I stepped on my own toes
I don't wanna be in this city where your point's been proven
I'm holding myself in pity at your prosecution
If you wanted, you would see me
If you wanted, you would need me
I have a lust to be loved sweetly
But we're holding hands like cold feet
Yeah, we're holding hands like cold feet
I wonder who you've become
While I learned to be forgetful
Who are you running from
If you swear you are regretful
What's it like sitting on your high horse that you didn't deserve to win
I shouldn't do this to myself but desperation's my greatest sin
If you wanted, you would see me
If you wanted, you would need me
I have a lust to be loved sweetly
But we're holding hands like cold feet
Yeah, we're holding hands like cold feet
There must have been thorns in the flowers
You never got me for my birthday
And the street we called ours
Must've turned into a one-way
Was your pleasure for punishing why you wanted to delay
Held on for so long just to give us away
If you wanted, you would've seen me
If you wanted, you would've needed me
I have lust to be loved sweetly
But we were holding hands like cold feet
We were holding hands like cold feet
We were holding hands like cold feet
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Writer(s): Kyra Morgan
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