I thought that I had said goodbye for good
To everything I'd left behind in that old dark wood
Now I'm back in the shade
There's a stranger at my door
With a bill I haven't paid
The body keeps the score
I thought that I was clean away
But the body always keeps the score
Thought I'd stepped into a brighter day
But the body always keeps the score
Now I can hear that whispering blade
Of the knife in the nighttime kitchen drawer
And I'm standing here so afraid
The body keeps the score
Oh, my love, I'm sorry, you've done nothing wrong
Oh, how could you tell, I hid it so well, even from myself
You know I'm a ticking time bomb
A tick tick tick tick tick tick ticking time bomb
I said to Satan, "Now, get thee behind me!"
But Satan likes to take his time, Satan he don't pay no mind to me
He changes shape into an imp, a little imp, and burrows down deep inside
Then up he jumps with blazing eyes and cries, "Surpise!
Your body's mine, I know the score!"
A tick tick tick tick tick tick ticking time bomb
A tick tick tick tick tick tick ticking time bomb
The body always keeps the score
The knife lies sleeping in the drawer
The imp lies curled up in the core
The body keeps the score
