| It’s so damn cold in here |
| What the hell open the door |
| I’m pretty sure there’s nothing in here I care about anymore |
| What’s the use In staying kind and being good? |
| I’m trying harder than he ever could |
| And it all goes downhill |
| Sweet Vermont let your syrup and snow |
| Cover me dead to the world |
| Cause I know I don’t deserve to get home |
| Icy road |
| No thoroughfare no route to hope |
| My friends are frozen now cut off by heavy snow |
| He said: «Son what are you making there?» |
| I said: «I'm making a mess» |
| Cause everything that’s dear to hold |
| They don’t mean a thing at all |
| Sweet Vermont let your syrup and snow |
| Cover me dead to the world |
| Cause I know I don’t deserve to get home |
| If it’s what you want I’ll let this syrup and snow |
| Choke the life from my bones |
| Cause I know I don’t deserve to get home, I don’t deserve to get home |
| Sweet Vermont let your syrup and snow |
| Cover me dead to the world |
| Cause I know I don’t deserve to get home |
| If it’s what you want I’ll dress in antlers and hooves for you |
| Soon I’ll be gone here’s the gun you practice shooting deer on |
| Sweet Vermont let your syrup and snow |
| Cover me dead to the world |
| Cause I know I don’t deserve to get home |
| If it’s what you want I’ll let this syrup and snow |
| Choke the life from my bones |
| Cause I know I don’t deserve to get home, |
| I don’t deserve to get home. |