Here's a story that you never can erase
And everyone is looking at your dirty face
Do yourself a favor
Just get out of this place

I've got half a mind to show up where I should not be
The other half knows that you're just plain fucking 
with me
I'm a glutton for punishment
And baby you're so empty

And I think that makes us
A perfect match
I've got that same itch
It never helps to scratch

Here's a problem that you never seem to fix
I see you reaching for your same old bag of tricks
Oh you strip down naked
Waiting for that crucifix

Make you love me, then show myself the door
It's so easy going in
When you know the final score

And I think that makes us
A perfect match
I've got that same itch
It never helps to scratch

And I wonder what would happen if I
I just let go
I wonder what would happen if I
I told you no
No-o-o-o-o

There's a reason that we're sitting here again
Talking about the same things we did way back then
You could be anyone
As long as you don't let me in

And I think that makes us
A perfect match
I've got that same itch
It never helps to scratch