Yeah she kisses the way that good songs are sung
And she thinks that she"s special
But she knows that I"m really only lookin" for some fun
Now she"s sittin" on my bed half naked, asking if I wanna go out and get some breakfast
While I"m walkin" in the kitchen, wonderin" why the hell she hasn"t left yet
I"m losing hope
Thought I was living but I"m dying in Ontario
She should really be wearin" her winter coat
Don"t know why all the girls around here wanna" be so cold
Now she"s poppin" all my Tylenol and chasin" it with alcohol
She had a great set of legs and didn"t seem to mind my busted a** smile
Anyway, I bought her a couple of drinks
She had the first one and got all religious on me
Mumbled something about twelve steps and how they parted the sea
I guess it"s time for me to leave
I"m losing hope
Thought I was living but I"m dying in Ontario
She should really be wearin" her winter coat
Don"t know why all the girls around here wanna" be so cold
I"m getting tired of this feeling in my stomach
It"s not this city, it"s just what I"ve done with it
I"m getting tired
I"m getting tired...
All my angels are etched in snow
Thought I was living but I"m dying in Ontario
And she thinks that she"s special
But she knows that I"m really only lookin" for some fun
Now she"s sittin" on my bed half naked, asking if I wanna go out and get some breakfast
While I"m walkin" in the kitchen, wonderin" why the hell she hasn"t left yet
I"m losing hope
Thought I was living but I"m dying in Ontario
She should really be wearin" her winter coat
Don"t know why all the girls around here wanna" be so cold
Now she"s poppin" all my Tylenol and chasin" it with alcohol
She had a great set of legs and didn"t seem to mind my busted a** smile
Anyway, I bought her a couple of drinks
She had the first one and got all religious on me
Mumbled something about twelve steps and how they parted the sea
I guess it"s time for me to leave
I"m losing hope
Thought I was living but I"m dying in Ontario
She should really be wearin" her winter coat
Don"t know why all the girls around here wanna" be so cold
I"m getting tired of this feeling in my stomach
It"s not this city, it"s just what I"ve done with it
I"m getting tired
I"m getting tired...
All my angels are etched in snow
Thought I was living but I"m dying in Ontario