In the middle of that snowy wasteland
I stood cursing you
Naked, my skin grew cold
But my anger kept me warm
The hot tears poured onto the street
And melted the slush underneath my feet
Until you came out and apologised
Wrapping in a faux fur coat
As you held me tightly until I stop weeping
You put me in bed
And we made love that night
Under the feverish stars
While they burned a thousand deaths
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