all the oceans water couldn't drown this breath i've held for her   this hope floats   this rope around my throat won't tie      it's so cold look in her heart, but i'll be hanging in there   she left me hanging, hanging in there      all the heat of the sun's considered cold as winter ever since her   no more sympathy   simply think of this as her symphony      we can't watch our own mouth, and i can't read her lips   the heart left behind to beat her ribs      it's so cold look in her heart, but i'll be hanging in there   she left me hanging, hanging in there      all the dirt under my feet couldn't bury this feeling, it's so sweet   the surface is seen   deep underneath... it's her versus me      by a thread, on a board of wood. on a fret, by a chord i stood