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Texty: Frank Black And The Catholics. Cold Heart Of Stone.

Winter blows through my coat
It?s chilling my bones
But it does not compare
To your cold heart of stone

I pledged you my love
And I gave you my car
Now you're parking with him
Yeah, I know where you are

Winter blows through my coat
It?s chilling my bones
But it does not compare
To your cold heart of stone

Your favorite perfume
Well, I gave you a tub
Now, you?re stepping out
For your rubba dub dub

If ever you need
Don?t call
If ever you need
Don?t call

I once had a dog
Who ran from his home
But that wasn't even close
To your cold heart of stone

Winter blows through my coat
It?s chilling my bones
But it does not compare
To your cold heart of stone

Winter blows through my coat
It?s chilling my bones
But it does not compare
To your cold heart of stone

If ever you need
Don?t call
If ever you need
Don?t call
If ever you need
Don?t call