Cold Shoulder

Doesn't matter what you've said

Or what you've done

When you've lost your head

You're looking for a new one

Your Heaven looks just like my Hell

Beautiful as far as I can tell

But your Heaven looks just like my Hell

Just as I drown

Then you say it's real

So I hold myself down

'Cause I like the way it feels

Your Heaven looks just like my Hell

Beautiful as far as I can tell

But your Heaven looks just like my Hell

How could I have ever needed

Such a cold heart to count on?

And how could I have ever wanted

Such a cold shoulder to cry on?