Ya she kisses the way the good songs are sung And she thinks that she's special But she knows that I'm really only looking for some fun, Now she's sitting on my bed half naked, Asking if I want to go out and get some breakfast While I'm walking to the kitchen Wondering why the hell hasn't she left yet
I'm losing hope Thought I was living but I'm dying in Ontario And she should really be wearing her winter coat Don't know why all the girls wanna be so cold
Now she's poppin' 'em like Tylenol and chasing it with alcohol She had a great set of legs and didn't seem to mind my busted ass smile Anyways, I bought her a couple of drinks She had the first one then got all religious on me Mumbled something about the twelve steps and how it's a "real disease" Well, I guess it's time for me to leave
I'm losing hope Thought I was living more like dying in Ontario And she should really be wearing her winter coat, Don't know why all the girls around here wanna be so cold
I'm getting tired of this feeling in my stomach It's not this city, it's what I've done with it,
All my angels are etched in snow Thought I was living but I'm dying in Ontario