Cold Shoulder - Uncle Tupelo

doesn’t matter what you’ve said

or what you’ve done

when you’ve lost your head

you’re looking for a new one

your heaven looks just like my hellbeautiful as far as I can tell

your heaven looks just like my hell

just as I drown

then you say it’s real

so I hold myself down

'cause I like the way it feels

your heaven looks just like my hellbeautiful as far as I can tell

your heaven looks just like my hell

how could I have ever needed

such a cold heart to count on and how could I have ever wanted

such a cold shoulder to cry on