How do we sleep at night-
And when will I finally say goodbye?
How do we end this, bitter and damaged, or distant friends?
I'm saying either way, we're never gonna play the same game again...

But it's so cold; just come inside.
Now I realize that I created a monster.
And I feel that my creation has taken you over.
Where do we go, turn and drive home, or pretend we don't know?
Can I be strong the moment you're gone, and accept I'm alone?

Now it's so cold, so come inside.
Could it be, potentially, you were better off without me-
Or maybe we [essentially] were better off before.

Pardon me, I didn't mean to be so selfish-But there's nothing here to break up, I'm positive we gave up long, long ago.

Oh it's so cold... Come inside; this is your home, as much as mine.
And it's so cold, just come inside.
But she won't though; I've already changed her mind.