You've wrapped yourself in yourself again Now you've got your own way You leave a trail of despair And trust in tattered ruin But it started out wrong Convenience and sexual gratification Bad decisions in wrong moments But you, you wanted me once more A little death A little death A little death A little death True colours come out in a crisis To know the friends you'll have tomorrow To know the friends you had yesterday A little death goes a long way A self-righteous style for a self-righteous mind Remember, our longing detachment You'll punish yourself for your own selfish crimes Your loss will be greater than your reward A little death A little death A little death A little death