All the icicles falling falling ooh oh 

all the icicles falling falling ooh oh 

all the icicles are falling down 

like tiny little daggers in the ground 

i'd better run for cover or they'll soon be 

sticking in the softed spots inside of me 



all the icicles falling falling ooh oh 

all the icicles falling falling ooh oh 

some clouds came through my window 

but after you left i forgot to close 

they came in and collected over my bed 

im swear that im telling the truth and 

truth be tell im better off dead 



all the icicles falling falling ooh oh 

all the icicles falling falling ooh oh 

all the icicles falling falling ooh oh 

all the icicles falling falling ooh oh 

but i know one day the sun will come 

and the icicles will have no choice but to melt 

and i'll forget how this felt