Don't chastise me, I'm a child
Acting as a child does.
You blind me with lifeless dolls
When what I want is blood.

You took me from the street's to complete, this union.
Do you expect some little saint, kneeling for communion?

I want more.
I want more.

Look at you, you disapprove
Like two fussy mothers.
Who are you, to criticize the habits
Of another?

Did I rock the family boat
by dining on the help?

Aren't I just the little beast?
Well, I can't stop myself.

I want more
I want more
I want more
I want more
I want more

I don't want their milk and honey,
They can keep their fine herb teas.

I don't need their chocolate hot and sweet.
It's thick and red for me.

For everyone that comes along, knocking on this door.
Don't blame me, it's your fault, that I want more.

Look at me, I'm so sweet,
I'm innocent and charming.
But all you see is some spoilt brat,
A child so demanding.

Don't fuss so, you both know
The rapture of the bite.
Is not monstrous,
It's just Claudia's healthy appetite

And I want more
I want more.

Should I be the little miss
And while away the hours?
I think not, I'd rather hunt
Then cut up people flowers.

Thanks to you, things I do
Verge on the obscene.
What a pair of hypocrites
Well this cat wants her cream.

I want more
I want more
I want more
I want more
I want more

I wonder through the street's at night
and find a charming couple.
Who fear that such an angel lost
Could find herself in trouble.

They can't resist my trembling lip
My eyes so filled with tears.
They rest my head upon their necks
(sighs)
"Oh Dear"

More
I want more
I want more

I don't want their milk and honey,
They can keep thoes fine herb teas.

I don't need their chocolate hot and sweet.
It's thick and red for me.

For everyone that comes along, knocking on this door
Don't blame me, its your fault, that I want more.

I want more

I want more
I want more
I want more

I want more.