It's been 7 hours long
And your shadow still hangs on
You've been 2 weeks gone
And so tonight I followed you home

There are so many different ways of collecting the strays
The ones that got away

Old fascinations
We crave new sensations
Old fascination is feeding my [bad word] 
It's feeding my [bad word] 
And I haven't got the patience

These sheets are still warm
This bed is our only home
We make arrangements over the phone
Where has all the conversation gone?

There are so many different ways of collecting the strays
The ones that got away

Old fascinations
We crave new sensations
Old fascination is feeding my [bad word] 
It's feeding my [bad word] 
And I haven't got the patience

 [bad word] 
Sensations
And fascinations
And fascinations
 [bad word] 
Sensations
And fascinations
And fascinations