The Love That I Crave - The Blow

The love that I crave is a polar bear to gore me

Then I’d know the force with which she adored me

The love of my dreams is the stuff of my nightmares

When I wake up in screams that’s how I know that I really care

I must await the sting of the scorpion’s tail

For my impatient advances come to no avail

Little pinches and pokes, they don’t mean a thing

Compared to a true arrival and the shock that it brings

Pick it up, try it, get tired of it, rewind

Pick it up, try it, get tired of it, rewind

I’m so tired of being wasted, just chasing the same old thing

I want to get hit by a big thing, come take me, come change me