Inside her is the suburbs, in the sodium lights and the streets
  In the parked cars and the pretty parks, and in every disease
  In the new loves under covers, in the cold touch of the right
  In the dead flowers and the silent hours
  Cold, cold as the night, high as the trees, slow as you like
  Oh you know she's cold, cold as the night
  High as the trees, slow as you like... Sadie
  Inside her is the suburbs, in the old front rooms in the rain
  In all the bad days and the music that plays
  In the bored kids and their games
  In the new loves under covers, and all the young mums and their worlds
  Who are left at home when all the kids have grown watching the pretty young girls
  Cold, cold as the night, high as the trees, slow as you like
  Oh you know she's cold, cold as the night
  High as the trees, slow as you like... Sadie
  Oh and I've got to take it, and I've got to fake it
  And I've got use her, and I've got to choose her
  And I've got to feel it, and I've got steal it
  And I've got to be... Sadie