Cold

It's too bright outside

'Cause I'm low on the phone

You say, "Do or die"

So I talk till I drop

You said, "How could I

Have a heart made of stone?"

While you're sipping wine

Oh, when we synchronize

It's exactly what I thought when I fantazied

Playing games with my mind, making us collide

And we know how it goes when we're out at night

And I don't know

How we make it out when we make out on the low

Even if it rains, 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

Even if it rains, 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

When you patronise

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, when you're by my side

I just move how you move cuz I'm petrified

Setting traps in my head, messing with my mind

When you talk, yeah, you talk but I know you're lying

And I don't know

How we make it out when we make out on the low

Even if it rains, 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

Even if it rains, 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

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

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'd rather make it snow (Rather make it snow)

Both you and me know we gotta let it go

Laying on the ground, wondering why it's so cold (Wondering why it's so cold)

How we make it out when we make out on the low (Ooh)

Even if it rains, 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