It's so cold out here, outside your influence
I pull the collar of my jacket around my ears, 
And as I exhale, my breath freezes in the shape of you 
The fire that was there no longer is,
I wandered through your flames,
Just to put them out and push you away, 
I've got no pretty soul to share with you, 
No fancy tales to tell you, 
No more songs to sing for you,
You've heard 'em all before 
And have had nothing to say about any of it,