swallow this scene, I'm on fire

arms waving, burning higher

impressing you with what I've done

but every minute I'm losing one by one



swallow this scene, sharpen knives

pin cushion, pierce my sides

and every blade will catch the sun

and every minute I'm losing one by one



right now pretty for you

am I finally pretty?



an ornament for everyone

but every minute I'm losing one by one



swallow this scene, there is laughter

for the ugly ever-after

and after they have poked their fun

and every lover I'm losing one by one