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 that pain might make some give up everything
I like the crime almost as much as I like the punishment
Sometimes I blame curiosity, but I'm always at fault
At least you got me to confess as much
And 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
Because you buried me right beside it
I never thought to ask just what I had myself in fore