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