When it’s cold, I’m whiter than snow
I’ve tested it, so I ought to know
I never go outside, because there’s nothing there to see
None of those watching eyes would ever look to notice me
And I’m standing right outside their windows
I’m screaming in the middle of the street
But I’m silent, so they would never even know
I’m writing in a language they can’t read
There’s an asshole in my heart
And he screams, and he stamps his feet
’Til he tears it all apart
A million little heart attacks
Going one by one by one by one all day
Every time my love comes my way
She has so many different faces; she’s the kind that always changes
The kind that has so many different names
The kind that I could never hope to keep
And I’m standing right outside her window
I’m screaming in the middle of her street
But I’m silent, so she would never even know
I’m writing in a language she can’t read
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