If I could put you in a frame I'd draw you smiling

With a cigarette in your mouth and your hands reaching out for something

If I could, if I could wear all your clothes I'd still be different

And if I had your speaking voice I'd never whisper

I'd talk and talk and talk



We will be winners

Our heads glued together

And all is indefinite in you



Whatever you've been told

Don't turn to God because you're cold

Try the black one, white is nice

If you want blue, you'll pay the price

Is there no room for us

I'll make a space for us



We will be winners

Our heads glued together

And all is indefinite in you



Meet me in front of the room where we kissed

Where you changed me, estranged me

Where no one resists

Where I followed you, hollowed by you



We will be winners

Our heads glued together

And all is indefinite in you

We will be winners

We will be winners


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