We were fumbling for words on that strange, desperate night,
My brain turned to sand when your hair caught the light,
I laughed so hard; a little too much, then we dropped off the edge with only a touch.

Now I'm...
I'm out in the cold without you,
Now I...
I'm out in the cold without you,
Without you.

I was under some spell and I'm hung over now, on these treacherous curves where I lost you somehow.
Was it a dream?
Was I such a fool?
I was your saint,
So bitter, so cruel.

Now I'm...
I'm out in the cold without you,
Now I...
I'm out in the cold without you,
And I'm looking for some grace to pull me through,

No, I won't go back to that false promised land, where I was nailed to the sky and you got blood on your hands.
But I love you still, if that's what it is,
I'm left with the chill from the last dying kiss.

And I...
I'm out in the cold without you,
Now I...
I'm out in the cold without you,
And I'm looking for some grace to pull me through,
'Cause I...
I'm out in the cold,
So cold without you,
Now I...
I'm out in the cold,
It's so cold without you,
Now I...
I'm out in the cold without you,
So cold without you,
So cold without you,