Winter Act 2

With winter comes the change And she's always right on time The trouble's all the same How it echoes in my mind Repeating the words of doubt and shame and fear Hoping I have enough to make it through the year It's like a stick-up in my brain Punch drunk and paralyzed Maybe I need the pain There's some truth inside these lies Reaching, but I can't hold the cold hands of time Too many curious questions that I'll never find Maybe I don't care, maybe I can't care no more Maybe I don't feel, maybe I can't feel no more Oh mother hold me, squeeze me tight Say you love me, tell me it will be all right Mom is much too far away I have to hold myself this time Well this bleak and slow decay It's my sentence and my crime Get your shit together, and leave the cold behind You ain't living when you're staring at the finish line Well maybe I don't care, maybe I can't care no more