In every breath there’s lifeBetween my teeth a knifePronounced us man and wifeFor evermoreCause once you’ve found your thrillYou move in for the killI’d chase you up the hillAnd all through timeAnd now my memorySeems to be failing meWhat once was fantasyIs all I’ve ever knownThe thing I miss the mostLives in some demon hostI know you’re not a ghostJust down the streetI am a spinning manA living ceiling fanIf two could only hangIn the same room once againAnd now my memorySeems to be failing meWhat once was fantasyIs all I’ve ever known