"turn," he said, "remove that veil, you're fading in
the head.
And take off that slip and slip into my heaviness of
skin,
And I'll be your disguise, yeah I'll be your disguise
Believe now in what you see, 'cos seeing me is all
you'll ever be,
and shhhh baby don't you think, I'll close your
eyes so you need not to blink.
And I'll be your disguise, yeah I'll be your disguise

'Cos baby who will come more than a mile to put
a rose on withered cheeks that hide no smile?
And if the paint don't satisfy you know you can
hide in me until you get it right.
So drop the mirror, look at me...

...with polished eyes. An unnecessary feature
'cos I am fine
but this talent that you'll learn will soon be your
deflection of the hurt
and I'll numb your demise, yeah I'll numb your
demise

'Cos baby who will come more than a mile to put
a rose on withered cheeks that hide no smile?
And if the paint don't satisfy you know you can
hide in me until you get it right.
So drop the mirror, look at me...
'Cos baby who will come more than a mile to put
a rose on withered cheeks that hide no smile?
And if the paint don't satisfy you know you can
hide in me until you get it right."