Icicles

All the icicles falling falling ooh oh

all the icicles falling falling ooh oh

all the icicles are falling down

like tiny little daggers in the ground

i'd better run for cover or they'll soon be

sticking in the softed spots inside of me



all the icicles falling falling ooh oh

all the icicles falling falling ooh oh

some clouds came through my window

but after you left i forgot to close

they came in and collected over my bed

im swear that im telling the truth and

truth be tell im better off dead



all the icicles falling falling ooh oh

all the icicles falling falling ooh oh

all the icicles falling falling ooh oh

all the icicles falling falling ooh oh

but i know one day the sun will come

and the icicles will have no choice but to melt

and i'll forget how this felt