You want fresh meat, but I won't eat it
You can't touch me, your insides ugly
It's a slap in the face, but you gave it away
Then, you found yourself high
And you're gonna feel low
And you find yourself colder than the winter
You take flesh and you take aspirin,
Glad I faked it, 'cause now its ended
'Cause you found yourself high, now you're going below
When your throat becomes dry, and you want to go home
But the airports are closed, and your credit card knows
Your honesty's left back on the runway
Screaming for the phone, it's the fading of a man
Like a slap in the face, but you gave it away
Then, you found yourself high
And you're gonna feel low
And you find yourself colder than the winter
And you find yourself high, now your going below
And your faces are changing like the seasons