So hot so cold
So young so old
You look at me with snakelike eyes
I cannot see through your disguise

We're parallel
I can tell
You're acting like the foolish kind
Keep trying to talk to me through your mind

I want you more the more I know
The lines that cross and the dots that go

So hot so cold
So young so old
You're acting like the foolish kind
Keep trying to talk to me through your mind

So hot so cold

Copyright: ROUGH TRADE PUBLISHING
Writer(s): MARY TIMONY