- Chris Isaak: [singing] What a wicked game to play, to make me feel this way. / What a wicked thing to do, to let me dream of you.
- [opening lines]
- Chris Isaak: [singing] The world was on fire and no-one could save me but you. / It's strange what desire will make foolish people do. / I'd never dreamed that I'd meet somebody like you. / And I'd never dreamed that I'd lose somebody like you