January Shiver

If I can I'll try to paint,
Paint a picture of the pain.
The pain that you caused when you went away.

I know try as I might,
To get these brush strokes right.
You may never truly see this from my side.


(chorus)
You left my broken heart, like a collapsed lung,
gasping for air.
You left me beaten down, the count up to 10,
and I won't stand up again.


I'm not a victim or a saint,
And that's not what I'm trying to claim.
I can see how you might think that at first glance.

But take a deep look if you can.
The media applied to canvas,
It should give you directions like a map.


(chorus)
You left my broken heart, like a collapsed lung,
gasping for air.
You left me beaten down, the count up to 10,
and I won't stand up again.


How many metaphors will it take?
Take until I hear you say,
that you understand why I just might complain.

I'm a lot better with words,
But pictures say the right things first.
They point out the things that you can't really deny.


(Short Chorus)
January's cold, but I've come to know,
that you're colder still, I'm bound to your will.

(bridge)
You say you're sorry, but I know better
Say you won't, I know better
You're still in love, I should know better, better, better...


If I can I'll try to paint,
paint a picture of the pain.
The pain that you caused when you went away.

How many metaphors will it take?
Take until I hear you say,
that you understand why I just might complain.

I'm not a victim or a saint,
And that's not what I'm trying to claim.
I can see how you might think that at first glance.

January's cold, but I've come to know,
that you're colder still.