Cold Nights - QTY

Absolute «Now what?»

interrupting

Absolutely nothing

You’ve got a tendency to believe in me

After everybody else gives up

I’ve seen you animate dead-ends

Well, you got me to lend my voice by telling me, «It's only acting»

Locked eyes between deep breaths

And it’s tense times

And power corrupted nothing that we held

Oh, besides ourselves

Got hard to tell the difference

I always wondered how the hell anyone noticed we were missing

Cold nights, slow times, skin crawls, guilt trips

Cold men burn bridges over friendships

Cold nights, slow times, skin crawls, guilt trips

Cold men burn bridges over friendships

And there’s nothing soft left in the apartment

But we still got that hardwood

And that’s more comfort

Than a person deserves

I’ll measure the distance

Of our relationship’s width

Including the ripples, wherever they go

I always wondered how the hell everything used to be so simple

Cold nights, slow times, skin crawls, guilt trips

Cold men burn bridges over friendships

Cold nights, slow times, skin crawls, guilt trips

Cold men burn bridges over friendships

Cold nights, slow times, skin crawls, guilt trips

Cold men burn bridges over friendships

Cold nights, slow times, skin crawls, guilt trips

Cold men burn bridges over friendships