I'm choosing my confessions in And here we go.

The original had no charm until I heard this cover and it hit me.

Feels like walking on razor wire.

So hauntingly beautiful.

That’s me in the corner
That’s me in the spotlight
I’m losing my religion
Trying to keep up with you
And I don’t know if I can do it
Oh no, I’ve said too much
I haven’t said enough
I thought that I heard you laughing
I thought that I heard you sing
I think I thought I saw you try
Every whisper
Of every waking hour
I’m choosing my confessions
Trying to keep an eye on you
Like a hurt lost and blinded fool
Oh no, I’ve said too much
I set it up