Recent Songs: Someone Else's Skin

Someone Else’s Skin


Molly is a cannibal
I call myself an exhibitionist
We’ve done things we’re still learning how to regret
“Love is a cancer,” I said
Disguised as an answer, I read
My hairs falling out and still she hasn’t put my ring on yet

No, she keeps dressing me down
Dressing me down again
One of these days, she ought to dress me up in someone else’s skin

Princess of the slaughterhouse
Down the catwalk hand in hand with Faust
What she does with her time didn’t used to matter much to me
“Love is a cancer,” she says
Life is a dance at Death’s Masque
With all these débutantes, so kind, so cruel with each curtsy

And now she dressing me down
Dressing me down again
One of these days, she ought to dress me up in someone else’s skin

She’s dressing me down, dressing me down again
She’s dressing me down, dressing me down again
Girl, you keep dressing me down, dressing me down again
Well one of these days, maybe I’ll dress me up in someone else’s skin

Molly is a cannibal
I call myself an exhibitionist
We’ve done things we’re still learning how to regret

 
August 2, 2015 (revised July 16, 2016)