I don't think that
I'm as smart as
You think I am
Where I bleed in snow
And my knees get cold
And the weather's old
But I stay
Without the label of my name
Would I remain the same
And my blood went cold
And the weather's old
How didn't I change
Am I still me without
The label of my name
You start smiling
And all of the sudden
I feel like I'm five
Turn my cheeks red
The blood that's now frozen
From all of that time
Should I give you hints
Will you take them with
A shot of something
That hurts a little more
Than your unreciprocated love
That's hard to ignore