Cinema Bizarre

You're too ashamed to tell 'em how you feel

You hide your heart too scared to reveal

The broken scars that are beggin' to be healed by you

You're marching through and your tryin' to understand

Who writes the rules who's got the master plan

All we want is to hold somebody's hand.

You're my obsession,

My fetish, my religion,

My confusion, my confession.

The one I want tonight.

You're my obsession.

The question and conclusion.

You are, you are, you are...

My fetish you are.

Let us make a thousand mistakes, we will never learn.