It's as if the summer never came
A cold winter storm
And according to you
I was to blame

It's as though the world covered in snow
An icebox heater
And according to you
I should know

It's like a mountainous glacier settled
Our hearts buried beneath
And according to you
I'm who melted

It's as though your soul froze me out
A cold, burning hailstone
And according to me
It's your turn to pout