Lyrics
The coldest hours
When the engine broke and I held myself to stop me from freezing
I kept you waiting
(ooooh ooh ooh)
The oldest problem
You hate it when I say what's on my mind; this time it's vital
The roadside is better than
Telling you that I think our lives are just being wasted
I am not in control
I'm not sure I ever was
I can't get out, I won't get out
(ooooh ooh ooh)
I'm seizing up, I am seizing up
(ooooh ooh ooh)
Snow will bury me
When you push your food around your plate, people are staring
I can't call for help
I won't be sick with guilt this time - I'm just being honest
I am not in control, I'm not sure I ever was
I do this to myself
To try and make some sense of it all
I can't get out, I won't get out
(The world is closing)
I'm seizing up, I am seizing up
(The world is closing)
I can't get out, I won't get out
(Both you and I can't start it up)
I'm seizing up, I am seizing up
(Both you and I can't start it up)
We could have talked it out
We should have seen it through
But I was still in love with you
