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