It's a little bit cold outside
I don't wanna say goodbye
You told me to live when you died
Sunday morning I got church
I don't know what I'm going for
My father said do you believe in God
Tell me why does he take the good ones first
And leaves us down here broken
I can't do this shit again
I've been holding on to the pain
But off course I believe in God
And the pastors they all preach
About heaven and how we'll all meet again
I'll smoke a blunt or two
Buh you're way too high to reach
There's somethings they can't teach
And someday I'll be on stage
It's a little bit cold outside
I don't wanna say goodbye
You told me to live when you died