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It was cold in the kitchen and the lights were low

As winter slowly stumbled home

The air felt differnt and it started to show

As every breath resembled smoke

I was short of opinions and I wanted to know

If you`d still be here tomorrow

Cuz it was cold in the kitchen and the lights were low

As winter wrapped around Chicago



The T.V.`s on too much

And I don`t ever think enough

About the things that matter most

Or what can make me old

And there`s no argument

For wasting time much better spent

Complacently replacing

A melody with smoke



I don`t expect a smile when I come home

But the blankets that I stole should keep you warm

I hope there`s not enough to fill a hole

I`m further from the source to feel the floor



It was cold in the kitchen and the lights were low

As winter slowly stumbled home

The air felt differnt and it started to show

As every breath resembled smoke

I was short of opinions and I wanted to know

If id see your face tomorrow

Cuz it was cold in the kitchen and the lights were low

As winter wrapped around Chicago



The T.V.`s on too much

And I don`t give a flying f***

About the things that matter most

Or what can make me old

And there`s no argument

For wasting time on the internet

Complacently replacing

A melody with smoke

It was cold in the kitchen and the lights were low

As winter slowly stumbled home

The air felt differnt and it started to show

As every breath resembled smoke

I was short of opinions and I wanted to know

If you`d still be here tomorrow

Cuz it was cold in the kitchen and the lights were low

As winter wrapped around Chicago



The T.V.`s on too much

And I don`t ever think enough

About the things that matter most

Or what can make me old

And there`s no argument

For wasting time much better spent

Complacently replacing

A melody with smoke



I don`t expect a smile when I come home

But the blankets that I stole should keep you warm

I hope there`s not enough to fill a hole

I`m further from the source to feel the floor



It was cold in the kitchen and the lights were low

As winter slowly stumbled home

The air felt differnt and it started to show

As every breath resembled smoke

I was short of opinions and I wanted to know

If id see your face tomorrow

Cuz it was cold in the kitchen and the lights were low

As winter wrapped around Chicago



The T.V.`s on too much

And I don`t give a flying f***

About the things that matter most

Or what can make me old

And there`s no argument

For wasting time on the internet

Complacently replacing

A melody with smoke

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