Whispers on the wind told me that you're blowing it I'll tell you I have half a mind to desert you, right here right now Your mind is already mine Your flesh is already showing All I need to do is just sink my teeth in Whispers on the wind told me you're acting up They told me that your envy's a ruthless lord I'd tell you that you're lovely, but I've already said it before Pick yourself up I'm not doing it for you I'm recoiling at your every move Like moths to the light, you're not leaving soon Whispers on the wind told me that you're grasping at straws to have an upper hand I'll tell you, if you want a game, you'll lose every time Scramble all you want, I can see it But I'm closing in You're too late to fuck it up and walk away unscathed