It's just a cold mist out on the line But it's something that I'm used to Broke bones, blue all the time Yeah, it's something that I'm used to Used to Now the gasoline's fueling the flames But it's something I refuse to To give you up, I'm never the same But it's something I'll get used to Let's start at the end The words beginning to bend Come speak in the cold Cops follow me on the lines Mumble "son, please get me home now Get me back home to my wife Yeah, I promised you I'd be careful" But promises are fine for a while 'Til they're something that I'm used to 'Til they're something that I'm used to Let's start at the end The words beginning to bend Come speak in the cold And they said You feel all right? Did your heart survive? Do you need some time To yourself? No, not that much Yeah, I lost my touch I'm safe inside