The coldest shoulder cast in metal Frozen to the bone To rely on hook, line, and sinker What a sinker, sinking like a stone You'd be better off alone She saw me on the television Underneath the sun Thought that I was warm like a mother, lover, brother Brother she was wrong Me, I don't long to belong
Cold Been excommunicated 'cause I'm Cold My temperature's been rated and I'm Cold Bring to me my big old sweater Nothing more will make me better
I met her on a Monday and my heart did nothing new Seems she thought of me as some mystic Fatalistic, mystical guru Me, I haven't got a clue We're floating on a magic carpet High above the earth You can see the world like a Buddha Bread-and-Buddha Bigger than your hurt Don't you know that love is work?
Cold No heat on the horizon, guess I'm Cold And Capricorn is rising, yes I'm Cold Listened to my old friend Nockles Hoped that it would warm the cockles
You can't fight the fear, you can't...this is the road you're on You don't belong to me, you don't belong to anyone Your reputation lies not in your eyes, but those who dare Will bite the hand that feeds when it don't meet your needs When you've got blood to bleed, you've got a life to lead...
In the flood...with my blood...I can hold you In the flood...with my blood...
Cold Been excommunicated 'cause I'm Cold My temperature's been rated and I'm Cold Bring to me my big old sweater Nothing more will make me better Cold No heat on the horizon, guess I'm Cold There'll be no compromising... Cold, cool, cold Stone Cold! Stone Cold! Stone Cold! Stone Cold! (Cold...cool...cold...) Stone Cold!