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I wake up and find that my room is so, cold.
I search around, but find no one there for me to, hold.
Goosebumps now are raised all over my, arms.
I lay here wishing that you could keep me company with your, charms.
But, you're not here, and you never were, for me.
I knew that, yet, I let it be...
I let you in, for no charge, no fee,
And when you laid there, nightly, you never rescued me...
From the, cold.

From the cold I learned just how much I could bear...
I learned truly, and deeply how much, you never did care.
All the while I never knew that it wasn't the room...
It was you who was cold, and my heart's warmth, you did consume;
Leaving me empty...leaving me, cold.
Leaving me to lie there and have nothing to hold.
I wanted so bad to rid myself of you, but I couldn't.
Something inside me said I shouldn't.
It was the Cold.

It was the Cold that told me that it wasn't you
That was causing all chill and she told me who
It was that was causing her to be,
The Coldness told me that it was me...
She said that my heart had turned to stone,
And that I could no longer bear the pain of being alone,
That's why I let you be with me all those nights.
Even after all the drama and our fights...
I was the Cold.

I was the Cold.