I've got this little itch 

that I never learned to scratch

It seems that even if I had

I'd rather itch than not



And the pleasure is the lesser

When its giving to the pressure

Of an ever growing lust

And an always present want



All this is yours

So here's your piece of it, your part in it

Clench your jaws, with claws you'll strangle it

You'll smother it

Damn right I want nothing to do with this,

No part of it



I'd fight to the death to keep it

This mere fondling is mine

(the most subtle of snares)

I've cared so much with proving that I've lost all 

love for proof



An ever growing craving

For a quickly fading feel

(the most subtle of snares)

I'd trade my soul for a great big hole

And a heart too hard to heal



All this is yours

So here's your piece of it, your part in it

Clench your jaws, with claws you'll strangle it

You'll smother it

Damn right I want nothing to do with this,

No part of it

Keep locked your jaws

I hope you choke on it



The craving grows

Fiercer and fiercer it grows



My heart is ringing out of tune

My heart is ringing out of tune

My heart is calling out for you



I'm the first to thirst and the last to drink

Of the words I've heard but rarely think

My God my heart has gone to hell,

But I have found the well and it's mine all mine