Cold Blooded

You can call me when you wake up Your tears smeared from your makeup We're here in the wake of A fire burnin' down our love And I feel like filth now I feel it deep within my bones And I walk these city streets Drunk and stumbling all alone And I want so bad To be next to you But there's only so much two hearts can suffer through And I think apart May do us better I'm glad it happened at all Rather than never But you're so cold blooded Oh, my soul's flooded Water that's cold as ice You be my muse, and I'll be your vice And wouldn't it be something If we could find a way Somewhere in some place and time We could both be okay I pray you're somewhere pretty And that you're staying true To that spitfire fireball-drinking girl that I knew But you're so cold blooded Oh, my soul's flooded Water that's as cold as ice You be my muse, and I'll be your vice Pray you're somewhere pretty And that you're staying true To that spitfire fireball-drinking girl that I knew You're so cold blooded Oh, my soul's flooded Water that's as cold as ice You be my muse, and I'll be your vice