[INTRO] Sally? Yeah, hi. Listen, I had an idea. A terrific idea. I mean, maybe. [VERSE 1] Took her skating, rented blades, Cold little rink, fluorescent haze. She looked pretty, I looked grand, Like I had some kind of master plan. We circled once, we circled twice, I said, “You know what would be nice?” She said, “What?” I said, “Get outta here. Just you and me. Somewhere out there.” [CHORUS] Thin ice, big plans, Cold feet, hot hands. Run away, run away— What would we do? I couldn’t say. Thin ice, bright lights, One good dream and a hundred bad nights. I had the whole world figured out— Till you asked what I was talking about. [VERSE 2] We could live in a cabin, woods and snow, I’d get a job—somewhere, you know. You’d go to school, or maybe not, We’d have a car, or whatever we got. No phonies, no crowds, no goddamn games, No one around to remember our names. I made it sound like a picture postcard, Except the picture was blank and the frame was cracked. [VERSE 3] She said, “You’re crazy. That’s not a life. What about your family? What about mine?” I said, “You don’t get it.” She said, “I do.” I said a lot of things that weren’t even true. One second, she was all I had, Next second, she was just like the rest of them—bad. I wanted her to save me, then hated her for trying To be a person instead of the girl in my mind. [CHORUS] Thin ice, big plans, Cold feet, hot hands. Run away, run away— What would we do? I couldn’t say. Thin ice, bright lights, One good dream and a hundred bad nights. I had the whole world figured out— Till you asked what I was talking about. [BREAK] I didn’t mean it. I meant every word. I didn’t mean it. You never heard— [VERSE 4] I called her names. Real classy stuff. Said she was shallow. Said she wasn’t enough. Then she walked off, and I stood there alone, With two rented skates and a heart like a stone. I could’ve said, “I’m scared. I’m a mess. I don’t know where I’m going, and I hate this.” But that’s too honest, so I made it a fight— A real bright idea on a real cold night. [FINAL CHORUS — DEFLATED, HAUNTED] Thin ice, no plans, Cold hands, no hands. Run away? Where would I go? I talk so big, but I don’t know. Thin ice, rink lights, Everybody leaves by the end of the night. I wanted you to pull me through— I guess I wanted too much from you. [OUTRO] Thin ice. One more lap. I’m fine. I’m fine. I’m fine.
