(originally done by depeche mode)
I need to be cleansed
It's time to make amends
For all of the fun
The damage is done
And i feel diseased
I'm down on my knees
And i need forgiveness
Someone to bear witness
To the goodness within
Beneath the sin
Although i may flirt
With all kinds of dirt
To the point of disease

Now i want release
From all this decay
Take it away
And somewhere
There's someone who cares
With a heart of gold
To have and to hold