It's born of fire and thunder
Nothing left, torn asunder
Broken down in the bones
in the heat and rain

It's nothing more to admire
Consumed and left to expire
There's nothing more but I know
this can't be real

You'll tell him what he wants to hear
You'll tell him what he wants to know
He'll tell you what he wants to feel
It's close now but it can't be real

you are ....
Without exaggeration
The sweetest aggravation
Your wicked aspiration
Causing irritation

While down in the pits
Where a life is in vain
cnd everything that you see
Will drive you insane

Their little eyes move around
But it's down in the ground
While everything that you feel
makes you know it will hurt

You'll tell him what he wants to hear
You'll tell him what he wants to know
He'll tell you what he wants to feel
It's close now but it can't be real

you are ....
Without exaggeration
The sweetest aggravation
Your wicked aspiration
Causing irritation

you are ....
Without exaggeration
The sweetest aggravation
Your wicked aspiration
Causing irritation

Without exaggeration
Your secret expectation
Your wicked aspiration
Causing irritation

Without inspiration

you are ....
Without exaggeration
you are ....
The sweetest aggravation
you are ....
Without exaggeration
you are ....
Causing irritation