If you were an angel I would cut off your wings To keep you with me I would do anything
Like broken bottles that slip from drunken hands I've watched my star falling and shatter
on the ground
First you wash your hair then you wash your hands Oh yeah I think I understand Untouchable
if I'm not fit To even crawl if I'm too sick I'll soak my skin in alcohol until I feel
untouchable
I blew my chances as you blowdried your hair I thought of my answers as you walked down
the stairs
D'you think I'd defile you, if you were to close? D'you think I'd infect you? D'you think
I'd give you a dose? First you wash you hair then you was your hands Oh yeah I think I
understand
I'll drink until my skins is full and I will feel untouchable
Untouchable...Untouchable.......