She says, I would like you to leave
Between the cigarettes and dirty sheets
I´d hate to make you watch me bleed
She´s out of control lying on the floor
You can´t hold it all together with bruised fists and dresser drawers

Wake up! The cold is here, it´s finally coming
Wake up! The cold is here, you can´t keep running
Wake up! The cold is here, you won´t see morning
You´ve got to let go

She dreams I´ll never be free
Between the makeup streaks and dead end streets
There´s nothing pretty left in me
She´s wasting away, forgotten yesterday
There´s a bullet in the chamber and you´ll never win the game you play

It´s in your blood, it´s in your bones
The winter´s passing, white walls collapsing
It´s time to make your way back home
It´s in your blood, it´s fighting for your soul
The door is closing, you´ve got to let go

Just walk away, it´s in the cocaine
Just walk away, it´s stealing your pain
Just walk away, it´s in the cocaine