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