Oh this perfume
Must be something sacred
To linger after you, like it do
This scent’s been buried where I rest my head
Pretend to forget but,
it still feels like you
...
I must be losing my mind
I must be losing my mind
I thought I left you behind
I must be losing my mind
...
Sleep much longer than I did before
Though haunted are dreams evermore
Bless these angels hanging over my head
(It’s) still as a tomb though I’m scared instead
...
I must be losing my mind
I must be losing my mind
I thought I left you behind
I must be losing my mind, oh...
I must be losing my mind
I must be losing my mind
Oh you left so much behind
I must be losing my mind
Oh…