Midnight fallen angel comes to drag you through the fire,
As the chimes ring out, you think about all the things you've done before, then you pray,
I hope I did my best to make the grade,
Well I may be broken hearted, but I found myself some pleasure in the pain.
You pick up sticks and beg for wood, Throw it on the fire,
And you know there is no turning back, as the flames get higher and higher
Yeah comeon, I hope I did my best to do you wrong
Well I may be broken hearted, but I found myself some pleasure in the pain....in the pain.
Turn me on, I like what I've found,
Turn me on I like what I've found,
Want these crooked roses to wilt to the ground, Turn me on I like what I've found
The time has come to take more gold, piss upon the pile,
Like a peg leg on a pirate ship who never seems to smile,
Sail away
Well, I hope I did my best to stay away
Well, I may be broken hearted, but I found myself some pleasure in the pain.
Turn me on, I like what I've found, Turn me on I like what I've found, Want these crooked roses to wilt to the ground, Turn me on I like what I've found.
