If I see a sweet thing, I want to eat it
I got pleasure on my mind and all I want to 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, even if I did I wouldn't say it
I've had a bad life, burning on my bridges like a brush fire

I can't sleep with those pretty little voices screaming ME, ME, ME
But I'll treat you like a sweet thing, till it makes me sick
Till I'm through with it
I'll treat you like a sweet thing and I'll make it fit, till I'm through with it

Put my mind at ease, give me some relief
If you're lying through your teeth, it won't even matter me
I'm living like a thief

I can't sleep with those pretty little voices screaming ME, ME, ME
But I'll treat you like a sweet thing, till it makes me sick
Till I'm through with it
I'll treat you like a sweet thing and I'll make it fit, till I'm through with it

Feel like I woke up in the middle of a fist fight
I got sense, doesn't mean I always act like

I'll treat you like a sweet thing, till it makes me sick
Till I'm through with it
I'll treat you like a sweet thing and I'll make it fit, till I'm through with it
I'll treat you like a sweet thing and I'll make it fit, till I'm through with it
I'll treat you like a sweet thing, till it makes me sick
Till I'm through with it, till I'm through with it