Oh, I'm crying out mercy, mercy, mercy
Hold my feet to the fire, baby
I thought I was the worst of my kind
And I'm sure torture might be a means to my end
I see the nature of the beast I swear
Something got a hold of me I declare on my life
Pain might make some give up everything
I like the crime
Almost as much as I like the punishment
Sometimes I blame curiosity
I'm always at fault
At least you got me to confess as much
Oh, I'm crying out mercy, mercy, mercy
Hold my feet to the fire, baby
Please whatever you do don't throw me in that briar patch
Oh, I'm crying out mercy, mercy, mercy
Hold my feet to the fire, baby
I'm beginning to think that I might've underestimated you
Oh I know you buried the hatchet
'Cause you buried me right beside it
I never thought to ask what I had myself in for
