There's a story hiding beneath all the tension here
And the truth sliding 'neath the words may reveal our fear
Can we stop the time from ticking
So that the truth can get a lick in?
Am I cold? Are you right? Will this end in tears?
There's a language speaking to me, every time you move
It won't say, after the storm, will I win, will I lose?
Do I want to get this over
Or let it last and keep you near?
Am I cold? Are you right? Will this end in tears?
All the bottles are already empty
The cigarettes burned to their core
Can't find a tear, my eyes have dried
Just tell me where will you lay your head tonight? There's
An answer under your lips, if only they'd speak. But I can't
Ask the question until our honest eyes meet. If we're
Through, please give me back
All my tender years
Am I cold? Are you right? Will this end in tears?