Balad of the baldman

I'm too sick of this story
I don't want to lose it but I can't do anything
Well I could try, paint my head and watch me cry
I'm on a denial, I'm losing territory
I'm becoming a lunatic and my head turned pink
I'm going wild, I'm singing songs of sorry
Singing I don't want my hair to die

Sunset, Full moon and treasures lost for good
You won't see my hair glowing never more
I lost the volume, I lost the shake and the flirt
I'm just a taster who lost the appetite for seafood
I'm just a dog who died drowned at birth
I'm just a lover who stopped loving beforehand
And for only one time, I had you in my head