Daring nightmares dancing on the devil’s palm.
No amour is as nude as I am.
As bare as I come … I am playing with
Nestling on the cold side of you.
Reeling over your doings.
Searching for the promises you made to me.
You’re giving me the shivers.
Why are you pulling away?
Baby we made promises and you broke them,
stabbing my heart with the pieces,
packing my feelings onto a cold shelf.
Will I ever see you again?
Will you ever speak to me again?
I know I did nothing wrong. Please
remove me from your cold side,
so I can feel the warm love you promised.