My bones are icy roads.
I had a heart of gold but I buried it snow.
I won't go down that old road.
Cause I don't drive and I'd rather walk alone.
I don't give a fuck about you and me.
There is no you.
There is no me.
I'm kicked out and distressed.
I don't care about the mess you left.
I could win back your wooden soul.
I'd rather sleep all day and night than pick up the phone.
I could win back your forgiving soul.
I'd rather forgive myself and stay in control.
