Whisper your name in an empty room
You brush past my skin, as soft as fur
Taking hold, I taste your scent
Distant noises, other voices
Chorus:
pounding in my broken head
commit the sin, commit yourself
and all the other voices said
change your mind, you're always.
Always wrong
Always wrong
Come around at Christmas, I really have to see you
Smile at me slyly, another festive compromise
But I live with desertion and eight million people
Distant noises of other voices
Chorus:
Pulsing in my swinging arms
Caress the sound, so many dead
And all the other voices sing
Change your mind, you're always...
Wrong