S.K.
Blue so cold
I've never felt alone this time of year
In fact I've never felt alone
There are moments I could lay down and die
But in these dark times it never hurts to try
What a miracle it'd be if I could see
Just one more breathe escape past your teeth
If I’d of known it was going to be this hard
I would of crawled in the dirt and gone to sleep with you
Your cold blue lips haunt me while I sleep
They find me and remind me
The snow covers your white outline on the street
It almost seems like you weren’t here
I know it's sad but I walk passed it everyday
It’s the only time I feel anything
Your cold blue lips haunt me while I sleep
They find me and remind me
It's not blood, it's not tears that makes you real
It’s the memory you left inside of me
The table set for two
Am I crazy is that crazy?
That I still pour a glass for you
The table set for two
Am I crazy is that crazy?
That I still pour a glass for you
Your cold blue lips they haunt me while I sleep
They find me and remind me
It's not blood, it's not tears that makes you real
It’s the memory you left inside of me
Your cold blue lips, they haunt me while I sleep
They find me and remind me
It's not blood, it's not tears that makes you real
It’s the memory you left inside of me
In fact I've never felt alone
There are moments I could lay down and die
But in these dark times it never hurts to try
What a miracle it'd be if I could see
Just one more breathe escape past your teeth
If I’d of known it was going to be this hard
I would of crawled in the dirt and gone to sleep with you
Your cold blue lips haunt me while I sleep
They find me and remind me
The snow covers your white outline on the street
It almost seems like you weren’t here
I know it's sad but I walk passed it everyday
It’s the only time I feel anything
Your cold blue lips haunt me while I sleep
They find me and remind me
It's not blood, it's not tears that makes you real
It’s the memory you left inside of me
The table set for two
Am I crazy is that crazy?
That I still pour a glass for you
The table set for two
Am I crazy is that crazy?
That I still pour a glass for you
Your cold blue lips they haunt me while I sleep
They find me and remind me
It's not blood, it's not tears that makes you real
It’s the memory you left inside of me
Your cold blue lips, they haunt me while I sleep
They find me and remind me
It's not blood, it's not tears that makes you real
It’s the memory you left inside of me