I got my long sleeves on
Baggy and way too long
Nobody has questions in December
But 5 months later, all I hear is
Aren't you warm?
Aren't you sweating up a storm?
Are you aware that it's hotter than hell out here?
Maybe I would dress for the weather if I would feel better
But I have to tell them all I'm freezing
No matter the season
It feels so good to hide
To cover what I don't like
And I'll be doing fine until I step outside
And somebody asks me again
Aren't you warm?
Aren't you sweating up a storm?
Are you aware that it's hotter than hell out here?
Maybe I would dress for the weather if I would feel better
But I have to tell them all I'm freezing
No matter the season
No matter the season
It really gets to me
That I can't answer truthfully
Aren't you warm?
Aren't you sweating up a storm?
Are you aware that it's hotter than hell out here?
Maybe I would dress for the weather if I would feel better
But I have to tell them all I'm freezing
No matter the season
No matter the season
