I know you're out there
Working for the chanse
To get a hold of me
With your winter touch
But I know what to do
When you run me through
I'm gonna sit right down
And wait out your sting
Can you tell me what it is
In this gla** I'm drinking from?
How can you tell what it is
If wine is the only thing you've had
This is bad, bad water
Yeah, I can sense you know
Icing up my cares
And I can feel your touch
Running through my hair
Yeah, I know what you are
Cause you've been here before
And I know your desires
I'm not afraid no more
Today I'm glad
So glad that you're here
Cause I know that tomorrow
When you fade away
Then I'll be smiling
At every little thing I see
At the things I just couldn't see
The day before yesterday