Darling it's cold outside.
Stay out and your rotten heart
Will wither away to nothing,
As your sunken eyes crystalize and
Become the devil's special something.

Darling it's chilly.
Don't be silly, take your tender soul and
Store it in the hole of a
Place you claim to care for your loved ones with.

Darling it's freezing.
Take my coat, rip out your throat.
I dare you, speak to me again so
Unappeasing.

Darling, aren't you cold?
Your wings are as fragile as your
Long-lost smile.
Keep them hidden, never tell a
Soul.