My ammunition won't load into my gun 
My inhibitions, they fall like the weight from a stone 
You lead my heart away like a homeless, dusted fool 
Somehow this dime store ring still shines like a diamond to you 

Oh, how it deepens 
Oh, how it deepens 

Your mystery 
Keeps on turnin' me on 
Your mystery 

Thought I knew [bad word]  thought I held it in my hand 
Thought I was bulletproof till the blood pooled up in the sand 
Are you a satellite, a shooting star or a dove? 
Did we put you way up there or did God send you down from above? 

Oh, how it deepens 
Oh, how it deepens 

Your mystery 
Keeps on turnin' me on 
Your mystery 
Burns me up like the sun 
Your mystery 

Mine eyes have seen the glory of a love that does transcend 
Mine eyes have seen the worst inside of man 
And fear is like a fallen bridge broken from an edge 
And the proof is in the bloodshot eyes of the one who failed to see