it's too cold outside for angels to fly

White lips, pale face
Breathing in snowflakes
Burnt lungs, sour taste
Light's gone, day's end
Struggling to pay rent
Long nights, strange men

Go mad for a couple of grams

It's too cold outsideFor angels to fly
An angel will dieCovered in whiteClosed eye
And hoping for a better lifeThis time, we'll fade out tonightStraight down the line