Lyrics The Lords Of The New Church

The Lords Of The New Church

When Blood Runs Cold

Chorus

You got the passion of an empty mansion

Don't feel no fire when the blood runs cold

There ain't no hurtin' like two hearts uncertain

Ya' can't feel hot when the blood runs cold

When a love's gambe and turns to shambles

Can't mend the pieces when you fall apart

Can't make decisions with mixed suspicions

My coquette cutie with a chameleon heart

You tried to change me, to disarrange me

You lost that attitude you act so old

Too much drinking from too much thinking

Ya' can't feel hot when the blood runs cold

I'm on a junk food diet, I got caught in a riot

My friends all tell me I'm a total mess

You changed our palace to a scene from "Dallas"

I'm at the party but I'm not a guest

When the blood runs cold

You, a real cruel kind of love for me

You, your real strange way of holding me

Now, there's nothing in this left for me

Chorus to fade