Hunger and the lights are off, honey
Trying to find my head
Don't recall lying down
In this black bedCold toes on the cold floor
Cold toes on the cold floorFeeling up the wall to find a light switch
Like a mime, surprised
What glows in the dark
A zippers broken spineCold toes on the cold floor
Cold toes on the cold floor
Cold toes on the cold floor
Cold toes on the cold floorI am not alone
All my doves have flownIt's a classic mix-up, baby
An honest mistake
A girl I used know, maybe
Another face on the street
She said to say hello to you soon, and
I awake from my dream stateCold toes on the cold floor
Cold toes on the cold floorI will take out the garbage
I will squeeze your juice
So glad to be making
Scrambled eggs with youCold toes on the cold floor
Cold toes on the cold floor
Cold toes on the cold floor
Cold toes on the cold floorI am not alone
All my doves have flown
Songwriters
NATHAN ANDREW WILLETT, JONATHAN BO RUSSELL, MATTHEW SCOTT MAUST, JACQUIRE BROWN KING, MATTHEW COLE AVEIROPublished by
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