Cold, Cold Songtext
von The Like Young

wait two days
my reward is a cold sweat
no respect, but i′m short on cash to make bets
make it quick
at least rejection never killed me
what did i do? this spot is bothering me
maybe the way that i want it makes me seem obsessive
maybe the way that i'm treated makes me think it′s for my own good
don't let that bias grow cold, cold, it's so cold
why have they grown so cold?