Pleasure in the pain

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 come on,
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.