I stare at myself

The whole world keeps turnin’

I went out in the storm

Thought I felt the house burnin’

The kiss on my lips

Starts to feel unfamiliar

A part of me rots

And my skin all turns silver

You tell a classic story

Smothered underneath formality

I’ll portray the old shag carpet

You can walk all over me

And if I turn to stone

The whole world keeps turnin’

I went out in the storm

And I’m never returnin’