Its cold,
The kind of cold no sweater can warm,
The kind of cold that makes you feel old,
I've tried to break the mold
These faces spin, spin and swarm

I've put on a million masks
To accomplish one single task
Catch a visage, try to make it last
The moment's already passed
So I'll take another sip from a foe's flask

How could I tell you who I am
These faces spin, spin and swarm
Today I'll be tough, tired and torn
Tomorrow I'll be tried, tested and true,
One day I'll admit it was all for you

It's cold,
The kind of cold only we can master
I think its time to commit to a disaster
Before I can love I must love myself, so I'm told
Who could love me? Who could be so bold?