Close As the Ceiling

Is something broken? Is something broken? Don't ask It's written on my skin I keep all your secrets I don't tell you one You slip away, slip away I don't feel a thing It's ok Keep it for now I'm not precious I'm not precious Do you usually remember? I see exactly how the body figures It lets us down It's every inch of you It's every inch of you, love So go on Tell me something I know It's written in between The lines, the lies Your skin on my skin, rewind I might as well have said it It's ok Keep it for now I'm not precious I'm not precious And the blossoms fall in You were hiding, mostly And the colour is All over, All over It's just a feeling