Winter’s in you It sneaks out your mouth Like a snake spits poison You decide what comes out
There’s ice on the path To your dangerous house Your heart plays the owl Mine plays the mouse
Your heart beats cold and holds The night shines red against the white It’s a matter of time ’til time is not the matter ‘Til all of us mad hatters just decide to wear our hair when we go out there
It’s fine in passing when it comes with the rest Your’s lasts all year The winds howl in your chest
Frost makes bones brittle And soon you will break And hiss your last curse When there’s no love left to take