Pink Turns Blue - Christ Creeps

Why can't we do, what lovers do
Ain't even good my heart is yours
I'm starting to have crazy dreams
Love had arrived and will depart
Voices too harsh, gestures too rough
Swear silly oaths, admit my guilt
Don't want to see me the way I am
The summer's longer where the suicides hang
Each man is nailed to his own cross
Always the same
The beast wants love

The dead have won, the world makes mad
Saints are demented, so nothing's save
Each man is nailed to his own cross
Always the same
The priest wants love

Clowns are laughing, clapping hands
I always knew it wasn't to last
The joke is mine, all women whores
The more I study, the less I know
Each man is nailed to his own cross
Always the same
The beast wants love

I hate to see those stinky men
How I grew tired and so I wait
Each man is nailed to his own cross
But now it's ok
I killed myself
Always the same