"Winter Coats" lyrics
"Winter Coats"
Ya she kisses the way that good songs are sung
And she thinks that she's special
But she knows that I'm really only looking for some fun
Now she's sitting on my bed half naked
Asking if I wanna go out and get some breakfast
While I'm walking in the kitchen, wondering why the hell she hasn't left yet
I'm losing hope
Thought I was living but I'm dying in Ontario
She should really be wearing her winter coat
Don't know why all the girls around here wanna be so cold
Now she's poppin' 'em like Tylenol and chasin' it with alcohol
She had a great set of legs and didn't seem to mind my busted ass smile
Anyway, I bought her a couple of drinks
She had the first one, then got all religious on me
Mumbled something about twelve steps and how they parted the seas
I guess it's time for me to leave
I'm losing hope
Thought I was living more like dying in Ontario
She should really be wearin' her winter coat
Don't know why all the girls around here wanna be so cold
I'm losing hope
Thought I was living more like dying in Ontario
She should really be wearin' her winter coat
Don't know why all the girls around here wanna be so cold
I'm getting tired of this feeling in my stomach
It's not this city, it's just what I've done with it
I'm getting tired
I'm getting tired...
I'm getting tired of this feeling in my stomach
It's not this city, it's just what I've done with it
I'm getting tired
I'm getting tired...
All my angels are etched in snow
All my angels are etched in snow
All my angels are etched in snow
Thought I was living but I'm dying in Ontario
All my angels are etched in snow
All my angels are etched in snow
All my angels are etched in snow
Thought I was living but I'm dying in Ontario
Writer(s): Micheal Peterson, Brandon Jagersky, Evan Redsky, Andrew Thomson
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