Cold Shoulder

Doesn't matter what you've said Or what you've done When you've lost your head You're looking for a new one Your Heaven looks just like my Hell Beautiful as far as I can tell But your Heaven looks just like my Hell Just as I drown Then you say it's real So I hold myself down 'Cause I like the way it feels Your Heaven looks just like my Hell Beautiful as far as I can tell But your Heaven looks just like my Hell How could I have ever needed Such a cold heart to count on? And how could I have ever wanted Such a cold shoulder to cry on?