Inside her is the suburbs, in the sodium lights and the streets

In the parked cars and the pretty parks, and in every disease

In the new loves under covers, in the cold touch of the right

In the dead flowers and the silent hours

Cold, cold as the night, high as the trees, slow as you like

Oh you know she's cold, cold as the night

High as the trees, slow as you like... Sadie

Inside her is the suburbs, in the old front rooms in the rain

In all the bad days and the music that plays

In the bored kids and their games

In the new loves under covers, and all the young mums and their worlds

Who are left at home when all the kids have grown watching the pretty young girls

Cold, cold as the night, high as the trees, slow as you like

Oh you know she's cold, cold as the night

High as the trees, slow as you like... Sadie

Oh and I've got to take it, and I've got to fake it

And I've got use her, and I've got to choose her

And I've got to feel it, and I've got steal it

And I've got to be... Sadie