Couldn't cope with the weight of your love Like a tonne of bricks, I've had some dead-end luck Turning tricks, counting coins in the dark There int' no blood left running through this heart Everything I touch just seems to turn to gold Empty lungs I got metallic bones See my eyes slowly turn to stone And I'm solid gold Don't get to close I got the Midas touch All the junk in the gold well it was never enough Take a midnight drive along the promenade I spend my life waiting for the seas to part Everything I touch just seems to turn to gold Empty lungs I got metallic bones See my eyes slowly turn to stone And I'm solid gold