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 a 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
Oooooh...
Oooooh...
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
Oh yeah, you're working, building a mystery
And choosing so carefully
You're building a mystery