Edwin McCain - Bitter Chill Lyrics
Sweet love is keeping a very close scoreShes cheated death more than one timeThe tears roll down her face and on to the floorThe psychics been reading her mindWomen with secrets men with their rageThe lines run deeper than words on the pageBreeze through the window, it turns bitter chillPretend we dont feel it, lie here real stillWhispered in visions of new earth shineWe volunteer to do nothing againThe world falls around us all we can do is whineLiving out the future of original sinWomen with secrets men with their rageThe lines run deeper than actors on the stageBreeze through the mountains turns bitter chillPretend we dont feel it, lie here real stillWell now follow me to the waterDive right through the filmSwim in the madness, fulfill every whimWhy worry about tomorrow that youll never seeWhy talk about the children that will never beGive us this day our daily breadForgive us our monstrositiesNo more stories of the quick and the deadThe asphalt will burn with our liabilities
