Inside her is the suburbs, in the sodium lights and the streets  In the parked cars and the pretty parks, and in every disease  In the new loves under covers, in the cold touch of the right  In the dead flowers and the silent hours  Cold, cold as the night, high as the trees, slow as you like  Oh you know she's cold, cold as the night  High as the trees, slow as you like... Sadie  Inside her is the suburbs, in the old front rooms in the rain  In all the bad days and the music that plays  In the bored kids and their games  In the new loves under covers, and all the young mums and their worlds  Who are left at home when all the kids have grown watching the pretty young girls  Cold, cold as the night, high as the trees, slow as you like  Oh you know she's cold, cold as the night  High as the trees, slow as you like... Sadie  Oh and I've got to take it, and I've got to fake it  And I've got use her, and I've got to choose her  And I've got to feel it, and I've got steal it  And I've got to be... Sadie