Lyrics:

Am I irrelevant? The only thing that matters is the medicine
Maybe I'm a fool for mixing love up with adrenaline
There's no feeling like your heart beating
Right before you bite the fruit you've been fiending
The itch before the scratch, calm before the crash
The feel before the feeling, always keeps me coming back to
My pretty little heart-shaped box
That I can't keep locked no matter how hard I try
My pretty little, I can't stop
'Cause you're all I got, come crawling back every time
Perfect paranoia
Beauty, bliss and torture
My pretty little heart-shaped box
That I can't keep locked
My pretty little, pretty little
Oh, I anticipate, sit, stir, twitch and hyperventilate
Hesitate, waiting on the lady who can replicate
That serotonin sedative, the dopamine drip
Repetitive obsession that has got me choked in its grip
It's the itch before the scratch, calm before the crash
The feel before the feeling, always keeps me coming back to
My pretty little heart-shaped box
That I can't keep locked no matter how hard I try
My pretty little, I can't stop
'Cause you're all I got, come crawling back every time
Perfect paranoia
Beauty, bliss and torture
My pretty little heart-shaped box
That I can't keep locked
My pretty little, pretty little
My sweet temptation
I need some patience
Don't keep me waiting
Don't keep me waiting
My sweet temptation
I bleed to taste it
Don't keep me waiting
For a little salvation
My pretty little heart-shaped box
That I can't keep locked no matter how hard I try
My pretty little, I can't stop
'Cause you're all I got, come crawling back every time
Perfect paranoia
Beauty, bliss and torture
My pretty little heart-shaped box
That I can't keep locked
My pretty little, pretty little