You call my hotel and wonder if it’s too late to stop by. I heard that we weren’t supposed to be falling like icicles. Everyone around me feels sorry oh wait that’s just me for being here in this again. Hard to breathe with it tearing at the seams its getting colder every day I swear, but let’s starts a fire and get warm before the night is up. Come inside, I’ll show you what you’re looking for. Everyone around me feels sorry oh wait that’s just me for being here in this again. Don’t make me wait anymore, I’ve been here it seems way too long.
