Ooooh... Mmmh...
So cold...
The leaves are all brown, just like you said they would be,
You always hated how this month looked at me.
I'm wearing your sweater, but it doesn't feel warm,
It's just the reminder of before the storm.
The frost on the window is the frost on my heart,
I knew from the beginning we would fall apart.
It’s a cold November,
The month you walked away.
You left me with the shortest and the darkest day.
I can’t escape the memory, I can’t escape the chill,
It’s a cold, cold November,
And I’m standing still.
I tried to burn the pictures just to get some heat,
But the ashes just felt like my own defeat.
Now I hate this month,
I hate what it’s become.
I’m breathing in ice and I’m breathing out clouds,
Your name is the one I can’t say out loud.
It’s a cold November,
The month you walked away.
You left me with the shortest and the darkest day.
I can’t escape the memory, I can’t escape the chill,
It’s a cold, cold November,
And I’m standing still.
I wish I could go back, back to the summer,
Before the freeze, before the freeze.
Before you said those words that brought me to my knees,
Why’d you have to leave me?
...In this cold November,
Always...
November.
