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