bu ildinga myst er y

you come out at nightthat's when the energy comesand the dark side's lightand the vampires roam you strut your rasta wear and your suicide poemand a cross from a faiththat died before Jesus cameyou're building a mysteryyou live in a churchwhere you sleep with voodoo dollsand you won't give up the searchfor the ghosts in the hallsyou wear sandals in the snowand a smile that won't wash awaycan you look out the windowwithout your shadow getting in the wayoh you're so beautifulwith an edge and a charmbut so careful when I'm in your arms(chorus)'cause you're workingbuilding a mysteryholding on and holding it inyeah you're workingbuilding a mysteryand choosing so carefullyyou woke up screaming alouda prayer from your secret godyou feed off our fearsand hold back your tearsgive us a tantrum and a know it all grinjust when we need onewhen the evening's thinoh you're a beautifula beautiful fucked up manyou're setting up your razor wire shrine