Lyrics: Monica Sottile/Ben Oldland
Music: Monica Sottile/Ben Oldland
Cold feet, cold hands on the turnstile
Toil and time, things that are worthwhile
Moving, i’m moving to compile
Make myself smile, make you wait while
Cold feet, cold hands at the pavement
I get so shy it’s amazing
Hiding, i’m hiding in plain sight
Just out of spite, till the time’s right
How can I know what I know it’s uncertain
All of the paths i’ve been shown ‘hind a curtain
But i don’t i don’t i won’t i won’t i know i know
(don’t know why) ooooo
You left me out to dry,
i don’t know why, don’t know why
I’ve been trying to see through all of the cracks in the world
Maybe then i can show you that i am that kind of girl
I’ve been trying, trying to
Dying, dying to
Prove me wrong i dare you yeah go on do your worst (ahh)
How can I know what I know it’s uncertain
All of the paths i’ve been shown ‘hind a curtain
But i don’t i don’t i won’t i won’t i know i know
Look at yourself, it’s the middle of the night
You crushed your garden to find a light
Look at yourself, it isn’t wrong it isn’t right
But you crushed your garden, hope you found a light
Look at yourself, it’s the middle of the night
Aren’t you afraid of what you might find
Would you, look at yourself, it isn’t wrong it isn’t right
But you crushed your garden, i know i, i know i..don’t know why
(oooo) you left me out to dry
I don’t know why, don’t know why