Lately when it's cold outside I got to find a

Place where I can hide

My hurt pride.

Lately when I need a friend, if I can't find

The warmth there's a

Need to pretend.

That I'm a dying flower,

Don't you want me.



My hero, I need your hand

I'm zero and I can't live like this

Snow falls on my head

The chill makes me melt.

Everybody needs somebody sometime

Life is vicious.



It's crazy what I hold inside,

If I don't think about it I just might get by,

It's crazy will you every know

I twist my face right the scars won't show,

I'm a dying flower don't you want me.



Why I am what I am becasue I am

The sun beat down to me.