your eyes are cold, I know you'll tell me all
not to fall, I lean against the wall
I'm on the floor, not listening anymore
I should have known, the things to which you're prone
[you cross your arms, and tell no lies
a thousand thoughts run through my mind
a thousand words that I don't need
I never thought you could do this]
not to fall, I lean against the wall
I'm on the floor, not listening anymore
I should have known, the things to which you're prone
[you cross your arms, and tell no lies
a thousand thoughts run through my mind
a thousand words that I don't need
I never thought you could do this]