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      And I could track you down like everyone before   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