Cold World yeah I know
One look I could tell she was cold
Could freeze the room whit just a look
Never thought she was brooked
Knew we were done
Only took a week
Wasn't fun wasn't sweet
Took her place in my heart
Knew it from the start
She be asking if I'm sure
Girl yeah yeah yeah
Cold world cold world cold world yeah
Call my phone on the daily
But you ain't even friendly
Ain't that shit crazy
Shes too cold making my drink turn icicles
Miss the old days chillin on a boat
On Sunday
No clue About a Monday
Every day felling like a Friday
So if you stay
Dont change
Dont make my day feel Like a
A a a a
Cold world, cold world
Are you my girl out of this world
Cold world cold world
Are you my girl
How am I sure
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Cold World yeah I know
One look I could tell she was cold
Could freeze the room whit just a look
Never thought she was brooked
Knew we were done
Only took a week
Wasn't fun wasn't sweet
Took her place in my heart
Knew it from the start
She be asking if I'm sure
Girl yeah yeah yeah
Cold world cold world cold world yeah
Call my phone on the daily
But you ain't even friendly
Ain't that shit crazy
Shes too cold making my drink turn icicles
Miss the old days chillin on a boat
On Sunday
No clue About a Monday
Every day felling like a Friday
So if you stay
Dont change
Dont make my day feel Like a
A a a a
Cold world, cold world
Are you my girl out of this world
Cold world cold world
Are you my girl
How am I sure
One look I could tell she was cold
Could freeze the room whit just a look
Never thought she was brooked
Knew we were done
Only took a week
Wasn't fun wasn't sweet
Took her place in my heart
Knew it from the start
She be asking if I'm sure
Girl yeah yeah yeah
Cold world cold world cold world yeah
Call my phone on the daily
But you ain't even friendly
Ain't that shit crazy
Shes too cold making my drink turn icicles
Miss the old days chillin on a boat
On Sunday
No clue About a Monday
Every day felling like a Friday
So if you stay
Dont change
Dont make my day feel Like a
A a a a
Cold world, cold world
Are you my girl out of this world
Cold world cold world
Are you my girl
How am I sure
Writer: Warren Webster
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