Oh jealous me
Left behind
Just like a baby tooth
Underneath the pillow
Where you lie
Tell me is it really true
My dead skin
I want it back
To make a wish
Is not enough
I feel cold and it's hard
To put on the right face
And get your trust
Only to be wanting more
My dead skin
I want it back
If life was fair
And you were blonde
These red hands they would stop
My dead skin
Please come back