Building a Mystery

You come out at night

That's when the energy comes

And the dark side's light

And the vampires roam

You strut your rasta wear

And your suicide poem

And a cross from a faith that died

Before Jesus came

You're building a mystery

You live in a church

Where you sleep with voodoo dolls

And you won't give up the search

For the ghosts in the halls

You wear sandals in the snow

And a smile that won't wash away

Can you look out the window

Without your shadow getting in the way?

You're so beautiful

With an edge and a charm

But so careful

When I'm in your arms

'Cause you're working

Building a mystery

Holding on

And holding it in

Yeah, you're working

Building a mystery

And choosing so carefully

You woke up screaming aloud

A prayer from your secret God

You feed off our fears

And hold back your tears, oh

You give us a tantrum

And a know-it-all grin

Just when we need one

When the evening's thin

You're so beautiful

A beautiful fucked-up man

You're setting up your

Razor-wire shrine

'Cause you're working

Building a mystery

Holding on

And holding it in

Yeah, you're working

Building a mystery

And choosing so carefully

Ooh, you're working

Building a mystery

Holding on

And holding it in

Yeah, you're working

Building a mystery

And choosing so carefully

Yeah, you're working

Building a mystery

Holding on

And holding it in

Yeah, you're working

Building a mystery

And choosing so carefully