Winter Coats - Single Mothers

Ya she kisses the way that good songs are sung

And she thinks that she’s special

But she knows that I’m really only looking for some fun

Now she’s sitting on my bed half naked

Asking if I wanna go out and get some breakfast

While I’m walking in the kitchen, wondering why the hell she hasn’t left yet

I’m losing hope

Thought I was living but I’m dying in Ontario

She should really be wearing her winter coat

Don’t know why all the girls around here wanna be so cold

Now she’s poppin' 'em like Tylenol and chasin' it with alcohol

She had a great set of legs and didn’t seem to mind my busted ass smile

Anyway, I bought her a couple of drinks

She had the first one, then got all religious on me

Mumbled something about twelve steps and how they parted the seas

I guess it’s time for me to leave

I’m losing hope

Thought I was living more like dying in Ontario

She should really be wearin' her winter coat

Don’t know why all the girls around here wanna be so cold

I’m getting tired of this feeling in my stomach

It’s not this city, it’s just what I’ve done with it

I’m getting tired

I’m getting tired…

All my angels are etched in snow x3

Thought I was living but I’m dying in Ontario