Cold breeze, big trees my pants soaked in the snow while you're watching me
Green cups, mint tea know these ceilings to well yeah they're friends of me
And I know we weren't built on sorrow so keep you smile peeled till tomorrow
Some don't want to give what is borrowed so I'm hoping that your chest isn't hollow
Cold dirt, big tress
If I opened my heart would you rot for me?
I want, you need
If I opened my heart would you rot for me?