With toes numbed and old, you sat in the snow And kept there wondering why it's getting cold Hands turning purple and a frozen nose “Nobody can feel it, no one will know” “There's no use fighting for something that's gone New love keeps blooming and old's getting towed These two can keep living like there's nothing wrong But you should keep dreaming, build your own throne” “Pack up your stuff and follow the stars And hopefully they will keep us apart” “There's blood in your hands and there's salt in my tears I know it seems obvious, so obvious you'll miss” A fragile bird was being blindly told That silently weeping will bring you no love A hypocrite with nowhere to go Just a man lying there, dead in the snow