Lyrics Cold Comfort - Caro
You're
a
little
late
for
love
I
gave
it
all
up
without
a
worry
I
never
thought
I
wouldn't
have
enough
But
I
can't
seem
to
find
where
the
rest
is
buried
I'll
smolder
and
fold
you
entirely
in
two
Just
to
holster
a
wholesome
little
darling
like
you
A
cold
comfort's
better
than
a
scolding
hot
truth
But
I
told
you
I'd
never
web
a
lie
around
you
and
I
meant
it
Cough
up
my
lottery
losses
Make
my
living
off
rigged
coin
tosses
I'm
on
the
black
if
I
pot
this
You
know
there's
no
one
to
blame
if
you're
not
kid
Expertly
amateur,
A
real
phony
down
to
earth
type
that'd
taste
test
the
barrel
Just
for
the
sake
of
having
something
to
say
So
you'd
keep
turning
pages
But
the
words
would
escape
him
just
as
he
triggered
your
interest
Cough
up
my
lottery
losses
Make
my
living
off
rigged
coin
tosses
I'm
on
the
black
if
I
pot
this
You
know
there's
no
one
to
blame
if
you're
not
kid
Cough
up
my
lottery
losses
Make
my
living
off
rigged
coin
tosses
I'm
on
the
black
if
I
pot
this
You
know
there's
no
one
to
blame
if
you're
not
kid
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