The food is cold
Your eyes are cold
The window's cold
The bed's cold
Give me something that's not cold, come on, come on
Give me something that's not cold, come on, come on
Give me something that's not cold, come on, come on
Give me, give me, give me
The chair's hard
Your voice is hard
The money's hard
The living's hard
Give me something that's not hard, come on, come on
Give me something that's not hard, come on, come on
Give me something that's not hard, come on, come on
Give me, give me, give me
I'll give you my heartbeat
And a bit of tear and flesh
It's not very much but while it's there
You can have it, you can have it
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