Science tells us that cold is the absence of heat
When heat decides it's had enough of your jokes it escapes in its buick leaving a ghost in its wake; cold
Returning only to lick your wounds with flames that you can't escape; cool
Setting fire to your plans for valentine's day; chilly
Forgetting it was supposed to love you because it didn't get laid; ice
Devouring what you're willing to give; shiver
Hungry for warmth like it's the reason to live; frozen
Cold is not the absence of heat
Cold is the absence of love
Pushing me into the backseat; lonely
Pretending to like you to feel the heat; isolated
kissing my neck and whispering my name; desolate
saying the wrong one because they all taste the same; friendless
Pretending I didn't hear because you feel good on my skin; forsaken
Smirk on your face like I'm something you win; sad
Holocaust of my innocence in a sea of flames before my eyes; unwanted
Pushing you away and realizing true warmth comes from inside.
