Rialto Untouchable

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 druken 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 your hair, then you wash your hands. Oh yeah, I think I understand. repeat I ll drink until my skin is full, and I will feel untouchable. repeat Untouchable.