Dry Ice

she looks at me
and who knows what she’s thinking
that pretty face aint lettin nothin thru
well i’m lost at sea
and my ship is sinkin
and all i’m needin is
one word from you
but she aint there
i’d give her gold
but goddamn i’d have to steal it
so i give her all i got left of me
and she’s so cold
she don’t even try to conceal it
she takes all my feelin
and leaves me the misery
and it’s all i see
when i got looking for her
and she aint there
every day i’m lookin for her
but she’s nowhere
who am i kidding
she was never there