Mink Skin Coat

You know how to push my buttons
Because you were the one who wired them in
And you know where my skeletons are buried
Because you helped me dig the graves
And I'm afraid
I'm wearing my ugliness
Like a shameful, slaughtered mink skin coat
And you know
And you know
And you know
And you know

You know
Every fettered fibre and follicle
Because you stitched and sewed the seams and hems
And when will
Whеn will it end?
Where and whеn will I be stung by the inevitable sting?

And you know
And you know
And you know
And you know

I live in hope
I live in fear
Of regretting letting you get so near
Of regretting letting you get so near
I live in hope
I live in fear
Of regretting letting you get so near
Of regretting letting you get so