You know You're crying on my phone About someone I don't know Doing something, something I don't know And I won't Take your alibi no more You said it all before Something ever so hypocritical So I call my friends to make sure I'm not alone The story is difficult and that's not how this goes And I was holding out for nothing and break down to my car And it's been way to fucking difficult to find out who you are And it's a cold, cold, cold Bitter irony And I was looking for an answer cause something wasn't right And then you turned it on the table, just way too many times And it's a cold, cold, cold Bitter irony Thought I was holding out for something, yeah When you stumbled late back home The only time you'd call Was an accusation calling this my fault You tell me that you're different But you second guess my tone Cause in your eyes I'd done Anything colder than your soul So I call my friends to make sure I'm not alone The story is difficult but how was I to know? And I was holding out for nothing and break down to my car And it's been way to fucking difficult to find out who you are And it's a cold, cold, cold Bitter irony And I was looking for an answer cause something wasn't right And then you turned it on the table, just way too many times And it's a cold, cold, cold Bitter irony And I was holding out for nothing and break down to my car And it's been way to freaking difficult to find out who you are And it's a cold, cold, cold Bitter irony