Suburbia’s a slipstream
to a memory
of a time when you were
close to me
I pretend
I'm there again
I close my eyes and see you
better than before
then I feel you touch me
and it’s 1984
I know what you will say
before you start
in my heart

We’re the Pet Shop Boys
We’re the Pet Shop Boys

Every thought’s a fashion
or a crime
and every boy is just
a waste of time
but I pretend
it was different then
Maybe it’s a habit
Maybe it’s a sin
But I find out
when I try it on
it crawls beneath my skin
Once it gets inside me
it won’t go
Now I know

We're the Pet Shop Boys
We're the Pet Shop Boys

Rent
Shopping
Being boring
It’s alright
It’s a sin
I’m not scared
In denial
I want a dog
I want a lover
Can you forgive her?
Do I have to?
What have I? What have I?
What have I done to deserve this?

We’re the Pet Shop Boys
We’re the Pet Shop Boys