You came to life on a Thursday When i was Thirty-One Yeah, the nurses all just stood around Twiddling they're thumbs While i screamed at the top of my lungs Screamed at the top of my lungs And i drifted off somewhere I met my body as a child And she told me you'd be beautiful Then she held me so, tight Then the doctor dressed in leather He left his headshot in your chart And i had to ask the nursery staff Not to doll you up Yeah your like me you dont wear no blush No we dont need no blush And our house had frozen over In the months before you came But your breath kept us warm In which ever room you laid Ahhh Ahhhhah Ahhh Ahhhhah Now i have washed my body clean, I've turn a deadbeat to desire If i seem to burn in silence, Its just the memory of fire And these glances that was cast I pray they do not pierce your skin Yeah we made the move together But its you were circling And from now on Im only looking in Im only looking in Im only looking in Im only looking in