Couldn't cope with the weight of your love
Like a tonne of bricks, I've had some dead-end luck
Turning tricks, counting coins in the dark
There int' no blood left running through this heart
Everything I touch just seems to turn to gold
Empty lungs I got metallic bones
See my eyes slowly turn to stone
And I'm solid gold
Don't get to close I got the Midas touch
All the junk in the gold well it was never enough
Take a midnight drive along the promenade
I spend my life waiting for the seas to part
Everything I touch just seems to turn to gold
Empty lungs I got metallic bones
See my eyes slowly turn to stone
And I'm solid gold
