作曲 : Coats
A midnight fallen angel comes 
To drag you through the floor 
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 that there's no turning back 
When 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 
Turn me on I like what I've found 
I 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 
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 
I want these crooked roses to wilt to the ground 
Turn me on I like what I've found