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

You're building a mystery