Cold Video (MV)

I want it because it's bad
A two-bedroom apartment
With dust on the blinds and red wine in the carpet
Where you'd leave me be
I like the idea
Yeah, we're spiraling
I could see it in my head
Dump the pills in your purse
And your lips stay quiet
Like our roles were reversed
You don't look disappointed
Even if that was because you love me
But this feeling in my stomach
Yeah, that's gotta mean something

I still panic
When I think I'm dying
Swear off the madness
But only until morning

I picture you in all black
All day every day
Black wings painted
On your face to fly away
To fly away from a smile I can't trace

I'm ashamed of myself
Bed bones in the morning
Yeah, I think you found me out
Because I talk in my sleep
When there's no drugs to calm me down
I talk in my sleep
Hold me right now