Sarah Slean - The Score lyrics

O I I rented a motorbike And all night I had the fear but onward [ and onwards ] O how the terrifying choice Was clear . . . clear So white the moon was a wicked sight His cruel wife had cut off an ear Oh when the fog cleared I heard the voices [ I saw the faces ] of a million: cheer oh cheer This time the pleasure's all mine I've got your number I know the score And I'd be a hopeless romantic But for the fortune I made in gold My heart bent towards the circus tent A man in red beckoned me near In his wild eyes I saw the faces of a million... cheer oh cheer He said this time the pleasure's all mine I've got your number I know the score And you and your hopeless romantics Will wipe the highway I paved in gold In his wild eyes oh how the terrifying choice was clear... clear This time the pleasure's all mine I've got your number I know the score I'd be a hopeless romantic But for the fortune I made in gold