| Show me yours
|
| And I’ll show you mine
|
| Show me yours
|
| And I’ll show you mine
|
| Dial tone and ringin
|
| Connect and on
|
| I’m on the hotline and talking now
|
| So shut your mouth
|
| I know just what I want
|
| And that someone is you
|
| Paint brush strokin
|
| In the sinful art of lust
|
| The picture becomes clear
|
| No time to think twice
|
| No time for regret
|
| And one thing’s for sure
|
| This one’s for me
|
| I’m falling in love
|
| With the thrill of the kill
|
| And at this masquerade
|
| You’re the clown and criminal
|
| I will play the devil
|
| In your land of make believe
|
| Tell me how the view is
|
| Down there on your knees
|
| As you beg and plead
|
| Knee deep in the hot wax
|
| All stuck in the quicksand
|
| Sexual slave
|
| You’ve learned your lessons well
|
| Don’t pause for applause
|
| My bloody valentine
|
| With a slip of the tongue
|
| I’m on the inside
|
| Snap the neck of self control
|
| And it breaks like prison bread
|
| Straightjacket seduction
|
| It whispers like the voice in your ear
|
| You’ve opened up the flood gates
|
| And I’m drowning in your love
|
| You’ve opened up the flood gates
|
| And I’m drowning in your love
|
| It’s to late to turn back
|
| I’m falling in love
|
| With the thrill of the kill
|
| And at this masquerade
|
| You’re the clown and criminal
|
| I will play the devil
|
| In your land of make believe
|
| Tell me how the view is
|
| Down there on your knees
|
| On your knees
|
| Adultery
|
| I have become a danger to myself
|
| A danger to myself
|
| Now that I’m in the palm of your hand
|
| The palm of your hand
|
| I have betrayed my family
|
| Betrayed my family
|
| Committed in sin adultery
|
| And I can’t stop now
|
| I can’t stop now
|
| I’m falling in love
|
| With the thrill of the kill
|
| And at this masquerade
|
| You’re the clown and criminal
|
| I will play the devil
|
| In your land of make believe
|
| Tell me how the view is
|
| Down there on your knees
|
| On your knees |