It's been one year since you turned your Self back into dust a temper tantrum I'll never feel right I'm up at Night I guess this is life you perish or You survive Was there something I could have told you To carry you through the cold night Would you hang on my every word Was there nothing sacred you could hold onto And carry you through the cold night That's no way to make yourself heard It's been five years Since you turned your- Self back into dust, you'll never rust Now the rest of us are perma- Nently f**ed up, I Thought things had been Looking up your life's A bust Was there something I Could have told you (could told you) To carry you through the cold night (Cold Night) Would you hang on my every word (Hang on My words, hang on my words on my every Word) Was there nothing sacred you could hold Onto (Hold Onto) And carry you through the cold night (Cold Night) That's no way to make yourself heard (Make yourself heard that's no way to make Yourself heard) I regret all the times when I didn't Respond to you, but the wires might have Gotten Crossed and anyway you were already Lost, Already Lost... To my daughter you'll be an ancient Memory, If we even mention you at All... Its too scary, It's too scary It's too scary Was there something I could have told you (On that Cold Night) [x4]