She said she's scared of love,
I know how this goes.
She wants my heart,
But not my soul.
She loves the lights,
Kiss the afterglow.

She said she's scared of heights,
Call it vertigo.
She builds a wall,
I see cracks below.
She hides her pain,
But her scars they show.

She said she can't commit,
So let's take it slow.
She craves the warmth,
But loves the snow.
She said she is scared of us,
Yet stays where Chicago blows.