I stare at myself The whole world keeps turning I went out in the storm I felt the house burning Ooh, ooh Ooh, ooh, ooh, ooh The kiss on my lips Starts to feel unfamiliar A part of me rots My skin all turns silver Ooh, ooh Ooh, ooh, ooh, ooh You tell a classic story Smothered underneath formality I'll portray the old shag carpet You can walk all over me If I turn to stone The whole world keeps turning I went out in the storm And I'm never returning Ooh, ooh Ooh, ooh, ooh, ooh