The Cold Front cover art

The Cold Front

by Winny

AI-generated song · 3:58 · 1 plays · 1 likes

Lyrics

(Verse 1)
You were the one who started the fire
Leaning in close, feeding the wire
With "accidental" touches and those lingering stares
Like you were drowning and I was your air.
You built the pedestal, you paved the way
Giving me all the words you wanted me to say
I was just reading the script you wrote
Sinking my heart in your getaway boat.
(Pre-Chorus)
The green light was flashing, the coast was all clear
You whispered the secrets you wanted to hear
So I took a breath, and I let the truth out
But as soon as I spoke, you were filled with doubt.
(Chorus)
Because you were a heater until I got warm
Then you turned into the eye of the storm.
As soon as I mirrored the look in your eyes
You put on the frost like a clever disguise.
Now I’m holding the pieces, a million small shards
Of a heart that you played like a deck of cards.
You liked the pursuit, but you hated the prize
Now you’re a stranger with cold, distant eyes.
(Verse 2)
Now when we pass, you look through my ghost
Like I’m the one who was doing the most.
But I have the receipts, the late-night texts
Before I became the "complicated" ex—
Except we were nothing, just a "maybe" in bloom
That you decided to kill when I walked in the room.
You’re suddenly busy, you’re suddenly "fine"
Drawing a thick, jagged border line.
(Bridge)
Is it a power trip? Or just a fear
Of someone actually holding you near?
You wanted the chase, the thrill of the "almost"
But the second it’s real, you’re a professional ghost.
You broke it in pieces so tiny and thin
Just so you’d never have to let me in.
(Guitar Solo - Slow, distorted, and sharp)
(Chorus)
Yeah, you were a heater until I got warm
Then you turned into the eye of the storm.
As soon as I mirrored the look in your eyes
You put on the frost like a clever disguise.
Now I’m holding the pieces, a million small shards
Of a heart that you played like a deck of cards.
You liked the pursuit, but you hated the prize
Now you’re a stranger with cold, distant eyes.
(Outro)
Small pieces.
Dust on the floor.
I don't even know what I’m crying for.
You’re so cold...
(Fade out)
You’re so cold.

More by Winny

Make your own song with SoundLab AI