all the icicles falling falling ooh oh   all the icicles falling falling ooh oh   all the icicles are falling down   like tiny little daggers in the ground   i'd better run for cover or they'll soon be   sticking in the softed spots inside of me      all the icicles falling falling ooh oh   all the icicles falling falling ooh oh   some clouds came through my window   but after you left i forgot to close   they came in and collected over my bed   im swear that im telling the truth and   truth be tell im better off dead      all the icicles falling falling ooh oh   all the icicles falling falling ooh oh   all the icicles falling falling ooh oh   all the icicles falling falling ooh oh   but i know one day the sun will come   and the icicles will have no choice but to melt   and i'll forget how this felt