I touched you once too often
Now I don’t know who I am
My fingerprints were missing
When I wiped away the jam
Yes I called my fingerprints all night
But they don’t seem to care
The last time that I saw them
They were leafing through your hair.
Leonard Cohen, “Fingerprints” 

(Source: fuckyeahmrleonardcohen, via howling-cat-tongues)