My baby lives in shades of cold
Cold heart and hands and aptitude
He lives for love, for women, too
I'm one of many, Bonnie's blue
And when he calls, he calls for me and not for you
He prays for love, he prays for peace, and maybe someone new
Tell me your lies in this house that you built. Fill my heart with sweetness, with the words that you say. Been seeking the truth all of my youth. Truth means nothing when you look this way.