Your prime obsession That glaze keeps hanging on Dancefloor confessions Just another hit and run Cold winter's powder Twist the mirrorball The pain screams louder For a way to end it all This time ain't wrong This time ain't right Who is doing you tonight
Blinded by a flash for fantasy (You'll see) Your soul's discomfort That feeling's nothing new Your polished glamour Let's you do the things you do One disco biscuit Two mascara tears That makeup covers well But won't keep in the fear