Get Off On The Pain

The people down the street are packing up

As if they found a neighbour doing witchcraft

There isn't anybody I can trust

So I'm alone dancing to a click track

What's wrong with me? I count to three

I screwed it up to the Judas Tree

I bow my head, I turn my eyes

I ran away right by your side

I tried to make it better, one candle in the rain

But there's no way around it, now I get off on the pain

I get off on the pain, I get off on the pain

I get off on the pain, I get off on the pain

Lord, have mercy on my soul

Now I wonder if I make it fly

With all his senses suspended from his body

Each of us was born to live and die

But I could never follow orthodoxy

What's wrong with me? I count to three

I screwed it up to the Judas Tree

I bow my head, I turn my eyes

I ran away right by your side

I tried to make it better, one candle in the rain

But there's no way around it, now I get off on the pain

I get off on the pain, I get off on the pain

I get off on the pain, I get off on the pain

Lord, have mercy on my soul

I look into my glass and view my wasting skin

And say without a king to pass my heart ?

For then, I am distressed

My heart's grown cold to me

Could lonely wake my endless rest with equanimity?

What's wrong with me? I count to three

I screwed it up to the Judas Tree

I bow my head, I turn my eyes

I ran away right by your side

I tried to make it better, one candle in the rain

But there's no way around it, now I get off on the pain

I get off on the pain, I get off on the pain

I get off on the pain, it's in my DNA

Lord, have mercy on my soul