She had a past, got involved with the wrong dudes
Hot pa**ion gone, turned her heart into a ice cube
Learned from an early age, about the pain
The cold left her frostbitten from her veins
Warmth from kind hands, I just wanted to touch her
But she thought it was the same kind of heat that clutched her
If she only knew life's golden rule:
Pressure that didn't break you always forms a j**el