Crossfire, crows on the ceiling
My girl waiting for me on the old wooden floor
Right here, when nobody's looking I go quiet, I see something I couldn't before
And it beats me up that I know I should've played it by the book
"Baby, sit up straight, you're smarter than you look"
Frostbite, beginning of winter days -
Go by, passing a unknown face in the distance (out in the distance)
Posing as never-ending, folding over and over endless times (I always seem to notice)
Come to find, your truths can only lie within
It's an awful lot but I'm going to sit and take it in