My tea's gone cold I'm wondering why I Got out of bed at all The morning rain clouds up my window And I can't see at all And even if I could it'll all be gray Put your picture on my wall It reminds me, that it's not so bad It's not so bad Dear Slim, I

It's all good I wanted that That's the truth and I don't care No feelings, no strings attached, girl Da da da da da da 'Cause if I could I would feel nothing That's the truth and I don't care, baby World is cold and life's not fair It's all good, I

It might be cold out But you just hold out The sun is gonna shine your way I know it's true I'm living proof The road is hand and long If I could find a way I'd take your place But, you just gotta live on Oh, live on

I wish I was cold as stone Then I wouldn't feel a thing Then I wouldn't know the sting of the rain I wouldn't hurt like this Or feel so all alone Wish I didn't have this heart I could stand strong and still Watching you walk away She left town early on a

Your love I'm lost in There must be something in the water 'Cause everyday it's getting colder And if only I could hold you You'd keep my head from going under I've been told, I've been told to get you off my mind But I hope I never lose the bruises that

All I want, is to be home Wish I were with you, but I couldn't stay Every direction leads me away Pray for tomorrow, but for today Stand in the mirror, you look the same Just looking for shelter, from the cold and the pain Someone to cover, safe from the

Leaves are falling, the wind is blowing so cold The end, cycle, peel to the core Fall to the ground All dies again Vision faces disintegrator It all came back to me Non could be lower, crawling under The weight I can't take I eat all, wild and virgin The

Getting over you Someone new But the truth is I could spend my whole life getting over you Late nights, not you Someone else in this cold bed And I wonder if I’ll ever let go Yeah yeah yeah I tried spending

And the hardest part Was letting go, not taking part I could feel it go down I wonder what it's all about That's the hardest part Was the hardest part And the strangest thing Was waiting for that bell to ring

And I'll be crushin' it Every week has a weekend By this time Friday night I'll be done with my third can Of cold Bud Light I'll be crushin' it Yeah, I'll be crushin' it Oh, I'll be crushin' it I sure could use an attaboy