Itch

<br>I am evening the score<br><br>I am cutting the umbilical cord<br><br>Curled with my teeth against my knees<br><br>I am scratching at my consciousness<br><br>Like a bitch with fleas<br><br>I think youll be greatly pleased<br><br>To learn that yours was the hardest<br><br>Itch to relieve<br><br><br><br>This is me<br><br>Without my hair<br><br>Welcome to my open stare<br><br>I got nothing to hide no more<br><br>Why disguise what isnt there<br><br>I am an eyesore<br><br>I am a detour<br><br>You can find me crying on<br><br>The shoulder of the road<br><br>And I will tell you<br><br>What you want to hear<br><br>Before you go<br><br>And that is that<br><br>Yours was the hardest itch to relieve<br><br>Yours was the hardest itch to relieve<br><br><br><br>Ive mapped out my course<br><br>Looks like its all uphill<br><br>Ive got a heavy heart to carry<br><br>But a very strong will<br><br>Its just hard to travel<br><br>In the shadow<br><br>Of regret<br><br>In fact its so hard<br><br>That I havent actually left yet