Frostbite

I made a phone call to my mama last night

On a pay phone, in the middle of the filthy street

She didn't have much to say, never does anyway

So I hung up the phone, got back to movin' my feet

Feel so hollow on the inside

My soul's as empty as a drum

Well, I used to wonder when I was a child

Back when we all got drunk and wild

Why in the hell do I always feel so numb?

Everything's gonna be alright

Go on with all your lies

You be the darkness, babe

And I'll be right here just

Wrapped up in the night

Tryin' to stop the frostbite

Tryin' to stop the frostbite

I took another puff off of my cigarette

And I threw it down half-finished 'cause the thought of a nicotine buzz just made me sick

Watched the ashes glow until it all faded out

Stepped on a Greyhound bus, let it take me wherever I'm bound

Winter's showing me my breath

And you're scaring me to death

When I leave now, babe

You're left with whatever's left

Everything's gonna be alright

Go on with all your lies

You be the darkness, babe

And I'll be right here just

Wrapped up in the night

Tryin' to stop the frostbite

Tryin' to stop the frostbite

Tryin' to stop the frostbite