I Can't Look At Your Skin - Graham Coxon

You’ve got a bug in your body

And an itch in your head

Shooting looks down every street

Hoping there’s someone to meet, do you care?

You better start making changes

Before they put you away

Shooting looks down every street

Feral kid with no beliefs (on the recorded version; live and in the lyrics

booklet it is «Hoping there’s someone to meet»)

Stealing hearts just like a thief

Killing boys with your body

Can’t you see in their faces

That you make them so frikkin crazy?

I can’t look at your skin

'Cos it’s doing me in Though I’ve forgot what your name is You’re on the tip of my tongue

And I just refuse to see

You as an atrocity

You better start making changes

Before they put you away

Are you dressing like before?

Is there another boy to score?

Will you take him on the floor?

Will you drown in your sorrow?

Can’t you see in their faces

That you make them so frikkin crazy?

I can’t look at your skin

'Cos it’s doing me in Can’t you see in their faces

That you make them so frikkin crazy?

I can’t look at your skin

'Cos it’s doing me in

I can’t look at your skin

'Cos it’s doing me in

I can’t look at your skin

'Cos it’s doing me in

I can’t look at your skin

'Cos it’s doing me in

I can’t look at your skin

'Cos it’s doing me in

I can’t look at your skin

'Cos it’s doing me in

I can’t look at your skin

'Cos it’s doing me in

I can’t look at your skin

'Cos it’s doing me in

I can’t look at your skin

'Cos it’s doing me in

I can’t look at your skin

'Cos it’s doing me in