Turn to my eyes so I may steal younSnatchin' such a vision burns a shape into menYet another hole, yet another holenIn this infested soulnIn this infested soul…nnCould I keep you, keep you, keep you?nKeep you here in my pocketnI will hang you out and show you aroundnOh, not too, not too muchnOh, let it rain…nnOh, let it rain…nOh, let it rain…nWoah! Let it rain…nnAnd maybe – in time – I could changenAnd I would die to be younAnd I would kill to be goodnUntil then, let's be eye to eyenTo eye to eye to eyennSo say a spell!nSo say a spell!