Culture Club - victims

The victims we know so well

They shine in your eyes when they kiss and tell

Strange places we never see

But you're always there

Like a ghost in my dream and I keep on telling you

Please don't do the things you do

When you do those things, pull my puppet strings

I have the strangest void for you

We love and we never tell

What places our hearts in the wishing well

Love leads us into the stream and it sink or swim

Like it's always been

And I keep on loving you, it's the only thing to do

When the angel sings, there are greater things

Can I give them all to you

Pull the strings of emotion

Take a ride into unknown pleasure

Feel like a child on a dark night