I made a phone call to my mama last night
Made a phone
in the middle of a filthy street
She didn't have much to say,
never does anyway So I hung up the phone,
got back to moving
my feet
I feel so hollow on the inside My soul's as empty as a drum
I really used to wonder when I was a
child Back when we all got drunk and wild
I really held you up, always felt so numb
Everything's gonna be alright Go on with all your life
You'll be the darkness,
baby,
but I'll be the light
And I'll be right here just wrapped up in the night
Trying to stop the frostbite Trying to stop the frostbite
Took
another puff off of my cigarette And I threw it down half finished
Cause the thought of a nicotine burst just made me sick
Watched the ashes glow till it all faded out
And I'm on a Greyhound bus,
they'll take me wherever I'm bound
Winter's showing me my path You're scaring me,
yeah
You'll be the darkness,
baby,
but I'll be right here just wrapped up in the night
Trying to stop the frostbite Trying to stop the frostbite