but don’t count me down,
Down to what you wanted of me
Now I know – I could not be,
Confessions of the fool of dreams
As I once – once took the blame
Now I just laugh and sing
That it’s all – all in the game.
You once my judge – once my jury too
One is too much – once I realised you.
Confessions of a peeping Tom
Watching life – take its clothes off,
Stripped for all the world to see
At the time – I could not see!
Confessions that I’ll now proceed
Written down – for me and you.
So make sure you understand
and don’t sign what isn’t true.
Take it away – get your lawyer involved
Take it to court in accordance with love!
Sometimes full – mostly empty within.
But check this out – I won’t get there again
Confessions 1, 2 & 3 – count them off
Lyric CONFESSIONS 1, 2 & 3 – Style Council