"Cold Shoulder" Lyrics

i just got off the train & i didn't sleep
i haven't been in this town in weeks
& the only things keeping me alive
are your picture in my pocket & a dollar forty-five
& i'm hoping to hell that you're home

& as i approach your house on the beach
& your front gate is in my reach
i try to think of one single reason
why you'd want to take me back in this winter season
& you know what i can't think of a one

the forecast is for a cold shoulder
it's been two months since i walked away in boulder
it was the stupidest thing i've ever done
& now i'm coming back to you
unshaven unslept & sorry