Well I know you don't know the reason And it's cold a sign of the season 'Cause you're old and battered and beaten And we'll grow til we hit the ceiling yeah Well I'll be better get away Send a letter bombs away You're covered in my skin I couldn't imagine anyone else I'm off for the weekend I couldn't imagine why you would save yourself Well it's gone and it's not returning And your clothes and pictures are burning 'Cause you're old and battered and beaten And we'll grow til we hit the ceiling yeah Well I'll be better get away Send a letter bombs away You're covered in my skin I couldn't imagine anyone else I'm off for the weekend I couldn't imagine why you would save yourself Well I'll be better get away Send a letter bombs away You're covered in my skin I couldn't imagine anyone else I'm off for the weekend I couldn't imagine anyone else You're covered in my skin I couldn't imagine anyone else I'm off for the weekend I couldn't imagine why you would save yourself