Winston Marshall - Cold Arms lyrics

[Verse 1] Weekend wreckers take the streets With abandon in their eyes But in our bedroom we're bloodshot and beat And never so alive [Hook] And I know what's on your mind God knows I put it there But if I took it back We'd be nowhere You'd be nowhere again [Verse 2] Now look at you all torn up I left you waiting to bleed I guess the truth works two ways Maybe the truth's not what we need [Hook] But in my cold arms You don't sleep In my cold arms Your fear beats In my cold arms You stay