Cold Burn

The candles burning low
The last lingering glow
I see it but can't feel the heat

The buttons come undone
Your colors start to run
Is this conquest or a defeat?

No pyromancer, no fine romancer
Could melt the ice inside my soul

Don't say I'm broken
Don't say I'm joking
I love you but I'm here out in the cold
A fleeting secret glance
A slightly too close dance
A language that I never learned

They say some like it hot
They say it rules your thoughts
But I was born with a cold burn

Baby I burn cold...