Trying hard to enjoy the night, to make the best of my time And I would k** to know what it's like to feel tonight With each cold sip of life, which helps to numb the pain Each touch of the gla** to my lips, helps ease the strain. It's been so long, it's been so much Though I would shudder at your sight I would still shatter at your touch For I feel like ice this evening, walking down the stairs/stares Hidding my face into the basement, as if anyone cares. That oh I'm out tonight. I'm out to try to live tonight. For tomorrow it may seem as though I never did. It's been so long, it's been so much Though I would shudder at your sight I would still shatter at your touch I remember December in Windsor, 2002 I remember feeling much older, than twenty-two The season was cold, and I was alone, developing tastes for poisons. This was my old haunt, and it haunted me still.