Cold – Boy In Space, unheard
Genre Pop

LYRIC
Cold

Verse 1

It's too bright outside 'cause I'm low on the phone
You say do or die, so I talk 'til I drop
You said how could I have a heart made of stone
While you're sipping wine
Oh-oh, when we synchronize
It's exactly what I thought when I fantasized
Playing games with my mind, making us collide
And we know how it goes when we're out at night

Chorus

And I don't know
How we make it out when we make out on the low
Even if it rains, you would rather make it snow
Both you and me know we gotta let it go
Laying on the ground, wondering why it's so cold
How we make it out when we make out on the low
Even if it rains, you would rather make it snow
Both you and me know we gotta let it go
Laying on the ground, wondering why it's so cold

Verse 2

When you patronize, it's like knives to my throat
You're so satisfied when I dig in the dirt
You're in paradise
And I know that you know I can't sleep at night
Oh-oh, when you're by my side
I just move how you move 'cause I'm petrified
Setting traps in my head, messing with my mind
When you talk, yeah, you talk, but I know you're lying

Chorus

And I don't know
How we make it out when we make out on the low
Even if it rains, you would rather make it snow
Both you and me know we gotta let it go
Laying on the ground, wondering why it's so cold
How we make it out when we make out on the low
Even if it rains, you would rather make it snow
Both you and me know we gotta let it go
Laying on the ground, wondering why it's so cold

Bridge

Why you so icy cold? My tears can't drip
Sitting awake alone, tattoos I miss
If I was to call your phone, I know you'd click
Babe, you can have the throne, I call it quits
You can even have my car, I don't need it
I've been inside my room since you left it
Thinking about the place where we first kissed, oh

Chorus

And I don't know
How we make it out when we make out on the low
[How we make it out
Even if it rains, you would rather make it snow
[You'd rather make it snow
Both you and me know we gotta let it go
Laying on the ground, wondering why it's so cold
How we make it out when we make out on the low [Low
Even if it rains, you would rather make it snow
Both you and me know we gotta let it go
Laying on the ground, wondering why it's so cold

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