The night is cold
Cold as your smile
The day you stole
The light from my eyes
The lies you told
With practised sighs
To the tune of goodbye's
The days are warm
Warm as your thighs
When you welcomed me in
With soft mewling cries
But the nights tell the truth
They say what's inside
Yet we pursue the day
Without a disguise
One day I'll be warm
When your day has died
As you shiver in your storm
I'll pass smiling by
Our paths will then cross
And coldly I'll smile
The day that you've lost
The light in your eyes
To lies that were told
With practised sighs
To the tune of goodbyes
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