Oh, Alaska

My hands are shaking. Frostbitten from the cold. Have you 
ever had the feeling you're losing all control? Your 
landscapes painted the most arctic of white. I never 
should've been there. Terrified for my life. Oh, Alaska I'm
 frightened to say that we might be doing this the old 
fashioned way. Your words like wolves. They're chewing at 
my bones. You'd love to see me so miserable. Even now as we
 speak, they're stalking every move. Sharpening their 
teeth, waiting so patiently. Oh, Alaska I'm frightened to 
say that we might be doing things the old fashioned way. 
With this knife in my hand, buried in my chest. Your 
wilderness will be my bitter end. I'm frozen white and 
broken. I'll be waiting for you 'till you follow through. 
I'm frozen white and broken. I'll be waiting for you. I'm 
out here waiting… for you. Oh, Alaska. The way that we are 
will be my bitter end…