In the land of milk and honey,
you can lick the honey dry.
And find your spoon is empty,
and your mouth is spitting lies.
You want more, you want it now,
and your hardened heart may break,
but you've got to take the bitter with the sweet.
The bitter with the sweet,
and you're the sweetest yet.
My hand reaches out to soothe you,
my fevered little pet.
Let it go, you'll never win,
and I see something in your eyes
that scares me oh so much.
I love you, yes,
I love you far too much.