So cold, it’s a cold world I don't understand why you're so cold Cold enough to chill my bones It feels like I don't know you anymore I don't understand why you're so cold to me With every breath you breathe I see there's something going on I don't

Sorrow swallows my screams My story starts the day they said "she can't be found" the news so dark, heart stopped, I stood silent without a sound It's over, she's finished, mother lies with my father and sister too Cold-blooded, they suffered, shot down

They played a leading role to win the 2nd war Called in to serve And they knew what to do They were the heroes of the cold Warrior soul, they signed a book of history They live forever more Dropped down to a world of ice A platoe of frozen lakes A Nazi

This is a mean old world, try and live it by yourself. I've got the blues, gonna pack my things and go. Sometimes I wonder why can your love be so cold? Can't get the one you love, have to use somebody else. Guess you don't love me, babe, loving mister

I'll tell you for nothing You're not the only one singing singing Trying to bring to life your dreams You're not the only one who believes Right now the world looks so exciting But that first rung it feels so cold The air up there looks so inviting

Carry your world I'll carry your world Some saw the sun Some saw the smoke Some heard the gun Some bent the bow Sometimes the wire Must tense for the note Caught in the fire, say oh

H-Town got me feeling so throwed Spit fire and the world so cold Don’t, don’t play with her don’t be dishonest Aye, still not understanding this logic Aye, I’m back and I’m better I want you bad as ever Don’t let me just let up I want to give you better

At the Cold Spot RC, moon pies and a softball team Learned about life Learned about girls Learned about livin' in this cold, cruel world It was crickets, minnows and kerosene It's where you bought your tag for your white-tailed deer A hole in the wall

This is a mean old world, try and live it by yourself. I've got the blues, gonna pack my things and go. Sometimes I wonder why can your love be so cold? Can't get the one you love, have to use somebody else. Guess you don't love me, babe, loving mister

This is a mean old world, try and live it by yourself. I've got the blues, gonna pack my things and go. Sometimes I wonder why can your love be so cold? Can't get the one you love, have to use somebody else. Guess you don't love me, babe, loving mister