Cold Arms
[Verse 1]Weekend wreckers take the streetsWith abandon in their eyesBut in our bedroom we're bloodshot and beatAnd never so alive
[Hook]And I know what's on your mindGod knows I put it thereBut if I took it backWe'd be nowhereYou'd be nowhere again
[Verse 2]Now look at you all torn upI left you waiting to bleedI guess the truth works two waysMaybe the truth's not what we need
[Hook]
But in my cold armsYou don't sleepIn my cold armsYour fear beatsIn my cold armsYou stay