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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 SongtexteA 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 Aus Songtexte Mania