Cut The Ribbon

It's cold in the middle
Of your home
And news that cut through
Your ribbon all alone

But boy you're not giving up, you're not giving up
You're not giving up, you're not giving up
Oh

And mornings you were down for
The evenings [?] again
The winter now is settled
It's slow [?] after you

But boy you're not giving in, she's not giving up on you
I'm not giving up, I'm not giving up on you
Oh

Soon it's a [?] in the past [?]
Soon you were swimming in the fast lane all alone

It's cold in the middle of your heart