Sweet Thing

If I see you sleeping I wanna eat it I got pleasure on my mind and all I wanna do is feed it I hear blood pumping through my temples like a flood If I feel a push I can't contain it I don't have an explanation If I did I wouldn't say it I'm a bad liar Burning all my bridges like a brush fire And I can't sleep Because pretty little voices scream at me, me, me But I'll treat you like a sweet thing til it makes me sick Til I'm through with it I'll treat you like a sweet thing and I'll make it fit Til I'm through with it Put my mind at ease Give me some release If you're lying through your teeth It don't even matter to me I'm living like a thief too And I can't sleep Because pretty little voices scream at me, me, me But I'll treat you like a sweet thing til it makes me sick Til I'm through with it I'll treat you like a sweet thing and I'll make it fit Til I'm through with it Feels like I woke up in the middle of a fistfight I got some sense doesn't mean I always act right, no no I'll treat you like a sweet thing til it makes me sick Til I'm through with it I'll treat you like a sweet thing and I'll make it fit Til I'm through with it I'll treat you like a sweet thing and I'll make it fit Til I'm through with it I'll treat you like a sweet thing til it makes me sick Til I'm through with it Til I'm through with it