I Think I Hate the Snow ft. Carhartt Lyrics

You said you loved Claude Monet

So I kissed you in the garden

Cried on the interstate

'Cause I knew I'd never see you again

I think I hate the snow

Because it froze all our flowers

And it bites at my nose

And keeps me inside for hours

I saw you standing there

You were the man of the hour

Brother of the bride

And the son of the widower

If I meet you in the lot

Will you agree to keep me distant

With all of our time bought

I can't do what I did the first time