It felt cold inside, so we threw the radio onto the fire. It felt good to watch it burn away to nothing.You said you felt weak. I hope it's got nothing to do with the things you told me.Nothing but your eyes looking down on the third place.Nothing but determination to come in third.And you were always going to be like this when you're somewhere that's as cold as this.You were always meant to be like this in the cold.And it felt warm inside, so we threw the television on the fire.And it wasn't frustration, cause I had nothing to throw away.Nothing but your eyes looking down on the third place.Nothing but determination to come in third.And you were always going to be like this when you're somewhere that's as cold as this.You were always meant to be like this in the cold.Nothing but your eyes looking down on the third place.Nothing but determination to come in third.And you know that you're always meant to be like this.