Frio. Faz muito frio nessa cidade. Todos os relógios de rua foram acertados para marcar vinte e poucos graus, mas é mentira. Deve estar assim uns 4 ou 5. Abaixo de zero.
When you came in the air went out/
And every shadow filled up with doubt/
I don't know who you think you are/
But before the night is through/
I wanna do bad things with you/
I'm the kind to sit up in his room/
Heart sick an' eyes filled up with blue/
I don't know what you've done to me/
But I know this much is true:/
I wanna do bad things with you...
("Bad things" - True Blood)