I've been outside for ten long minutes
I'm freezing cold
I am not used to all of this snow
‘Cause when I see the snow
It freezes me in place
I cannot move my hands or fingers
And I cannot feel my face
Oh, but you, you are to blame
I will stand here until you're awake
And when you wipe that sand from your eyes
I will still be outside
Waiting patiently
Unless I have died
I'll fall backwards and be buried
By those flakes that fall from the sky
Oh, but I will resurrect
A man with three coal bu*tons on his vest
And those eyes as black as d**h
Oh, just to whisper in your ear,
“It's for the best, it's for the best
It's for the best…”