J.Hart - Cold lyrics

rate me

Is my coffe not quite black enough,

Thinking at you, staying mad enough

Maybe I should burn this mother down, down, down

I hear you come running in here again,

Taking back every word you said

And I might play the fool that sticks around, around, around.

So come and lay your head on my pillow,

Act like you didn’t throw my love out the window

And just for one more moment I’ll pretend that it’s okay

Why you gotta be so fucking cold?

Baby, tell me, cause I just don’t fucking know

Why you gotta be so cold?

Why you gotta be so cold?

Well I think I might need some Vicodine,

Throw that shit back and pack it in,

Baby, I should leave when you ain’t home

So come and lay your head on my pillow,

Act like you didn’t throw my love out the window

And just for one more moment I’ll pretend that it’s okay

Why you gotta be so fucking cold?

Baby, tell me, cause I just don’t fucking know

Why you gotta be so cold?

Why you gotta be so cold?

Why you gotta be so fucking cold?

Why you gotta be so fucking cold?

Baby tell me cause I don’t fucking know

Why you gotta be so cold?

Why you gotta be so cold?