The air is cold in february, but that shouldn't bother 
you,Coz I love feelin' empty, And I love feelin' used
Welcome to my soul, we hope you enjoy your stay,
The bar stays open all the time at the broken heart 
parade,
So you can get intoxicated while not thinkin bout me,
Im not gonna pretend I'm okay,
I'm gonna show you how hard this is for me,
How did you find your way here? I was sure you never 
would,
I created this place, to keep you away from me for good,

This whole place is made of ice,
Its too cold for your warm eyes
Through the ashes made from smashed up icicles, I see a 
godess who deserves more than me,
Through the windows you smashed with icicles, Its looking 
blurry, like stars on the sea
Im not keeping a secret, I really cannot tell you what 
you want to know
I cant tell you what I see,
Its not clear enough for me
the air is cold where you are, but its even colder here,
because you're not with me, because you're not near