Cold Shoulder
You say it’s all in my head
And the things I think just don’t make sense
So where you been, then?
Don’t go all coy
Don’t turn it round on me like it’s my fault
See, I can see, that look in your eyes
The one that shoots me each and every time (each and every time)
You grace me with your cold shoulder
Whenever you look at me and wish I was her
You shower me with words made of knives
Whenever you look at me and wish I was her
These days when I see you
You make it look like I’m see-through
Do tell me why you waste our time
When your heart ain’t in it and you’re not satisfied
You know I know just how you feel
I’m starting to find myself feeling that way too
You grace me with your cold shoulder
Whenever you look at me and wish I was her
You shower me with words made of knives
Whenever you look at me and wish I was her
Time and time again, I play the role of fool (just for you)
Even in the daylight when you think that (I don’t see you)
Try to look for things I hear but our eyes never find
Though I do know how you play
You grace me with your cold shoulder
Whenever you look at me and wish I was her
You shower me with words made of knives
Whenever you look at me and wish I was her
You grace me with your cold shoulder
Whenever you look at me and wish I was her
You shower me with words made of knives
Whenever you look at me and wish I was her