Sweet The Sting - Tori Amos

With a strut into the room

With his hat cocked sure defiantly

He said I, I have heard

That you can play the way I like it to be played.

I said, I can play, anyway that you want.

But first I want, I want to know

Baby is it sweet sweet

Sweet the sting

Is it real this infusion

Can it heal where others before have failed?

If so then somebody

Shake shake shake me sane

'cause I am inching ever closer to the tip of this scorpion’s tail

He said I laid my weapons

down with my pistol

Fully loaded, a hunted man

To my root, will it end

Or begin in your cinnabar juice?

Is it sweet sweet

Sweet the sting

Is it real this infusion

Can it heal where others before have failed?

If so then somebody

Shake shake shake me sane

'cause I am inching ever closer to the tip of this scorpion’s tail

Love let me breathe

Breathe you in Melt the confusion

Until there is There is your — union