Your prime obsession
That glaze keeps hanging on
Dancefloor confessions
Just another hit [bad word] 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 [bad word] 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