Obsession

[Intro] [Betsy] Hellooooooo, Doctor!~ [Verse 1, Betsy] I've heard only good things about you, I just can't WAIT to get started! I hope all those nasty rumors are true, Heard 'em from the families of the dearly departed. You're a hard man to find, Doctor, But I love a good chase! My only request is you keep the mask on, I don't wanna see your face. Let me hop on up to your table, Don't worry, I'll spread out with ease. Best bring out your sharpest scalpel, I'm telling you, Doctor, don't be a tease! Quick, make an incision! No anesthetic quite yet. It's an easy decision A moment I'll never forget... [Verse 2, The Good Doctor] You mistake enthusiasm for charm, It’s grating, not cute, I’m afraid. This isn’t a carnival trick for your arm, It’s work that is quietly, carefully made. You chatter and rattle the room, Like you’re shopping for thrills on a shelf. I prefer when my patients assume A respectful fear for their health. [Verse 3, The Good Doctor] You’re eager to jump to the knife, Like a child with a brand new toy. But you’re draining the taste from the rite, And you’re spoiling all of the joy. Lie still and remember your place, This isn’t a stage for your show. Your hunger is terribly base And frankly, it’s dulling the glow [Chorus, Betsy] Oh, The Cure is the disease, and I’m ready to catch it! Bring out the saw, the needle, the ratchet. You say it’s a science, I say it’s a date, So why does the "work" have to wait? My heart is a-flutter, my pulse is a-racin', For the beautiful doom that I’m finally facin'. So scold me, ignore me, or treat me with hate, Just give me The Cure before it’s too late! [Dueling Banjo and Distorted Guitar] [Verse 4, Female Vocals] "Dulling the glow?" Oh, you wound me, sir! But I do love a man who is stern. If "quiet" is what you prefer to occur, Then I guess I have plenty to learn. I’ll mimic a corpse if it gets me under the knife, I’ll be the best canvas you’ve had! So take all the "joy" from my unworthy life... Just hurt me... and make it look bad. [Breakdown, The Good Doctor] GET OUT! GET OUT! GET OUT! [Final Verse, A Determined Betsy] No cut? No incision? You’re playing it coy! You’re withholding the goods just to heighten the joy. I’m leavin' today with my skin all intact, But don’t think for a second that I won’t react. I’ll be the shadow that waits in the hall, I’ll be the scratching inside of your wall. You can’t hide forever behind that physique... Same time tomorrow? Or maybe next week!~ [Outro, Betsy's Threat] Ta-ta for now, Doctor.~ Ta-ta for now, Doctor.~ Ta-ta for now, Doctor.~