Seems like lately there's a whole lot of leavin' goin' on I close my eyes and picture you're hand in mine I still hear your voice that takes me back to that time Where I can find a reason to be strong It's pretty cold cold for late September And autumn wind

Let it go, let it go Let the storm rage on The cold cold never bothered me anyway The snow glows white on the mountain tonight Not a footprint to be seen A kingdom of isolation And it looks like I'm I'm the queen The wind is howling like this swirling storm

Can't you save me? From the bottom of the ash I rose, yeah To the top I go Where I’m from its cold cold But I don’t need this coat, keep my sleeves rolled Got my city’s area code on my shoulder, 216 forever in my soul Swear to God every single night its gets

'Cause you really hurt me I got to go Once upon a time on the same side But no, you let me go Oh you really hurt me Once upon a time somebody ran Somebody ran away saying, "Fast as they can" Once upon a time we fell apart You're holding in your hands

I get high cause the lows can be so so cold I might bend a little bit but I don't fold One time for my mind and two for yours I got food for your thoughts to sooth your soul Move along, nothing to see I grew up, a fuckin' screw up Tie my shoe up, wish they

Now, she is a little queen of spades, and the men will not let her be Mmm, she is the little queen of spades, and the men will not let her be Everytime she makes a spread, hoo, fair brown, cold chill just runs all over me I'm I'm gon' get me a gamblin'

Too many broken promises Too many Trail of Tears Too many times you were left cold cold For oh so so many years Too many times you walked away And was made to feel ashamed And though you only tried to give You were often blamed How can this world be so so dark

Uh oh, looks like I'm I'm seeing more of my old man in me Oh no, looks like I'm I'm seeing more of my old man in me Not until you see Look in the mirror Who do you see? Someone familiar But surely not me For he can't be me Look how old and cold cold and tired and

Good time to roll on. Me and your cold cold, driving in the snow, Let the good times roll, let the good times roll Cowgirl king of the rodeo, let the good times roll, Let the good times roll He's so so purity, a shaven and a mourning, And standing on a pigeon

Hopelessly drifting, bathing in beautiful agony Life was so so simple then We were so so innocent Stunned and bewildered Cold Cold and afraid Torn up and broken Frightened and dazed I am endlessly falling, lost in this wonderful misery In peaceful sedation, I lay