They should call you Alaska because you're so cold,
and they'll never find you in your blizzard of snow.
This tension is growing along with your bad habits.
That you do to save you, from how much you hate you.
But, I wish that I can tell you right now
that there's no one else to figure you out,
because there's no one left for you to let down.
I want to tell you but,
I already thought that you were more than you would like to admit.
And you already knew that I could never care as much as you don't.
They should call you Alaska because you haven't seen the sun for days.
You're not saying what you really mean. Oh right. You do.
Your not really how you used to be.
Oh Alaska, conspicuous you. How they all adore.
But, in those days when you were honest and poor...
I just liked you more.
Don't live like I love,
because you'll be the one that they can do without.
There was a time when you meant this.
Don't pull yourself apart because soon enough
you'll be somewhere else with something else more beautiful than this.
Just hold on. Hold back.
There was a time when you meant this.