I want to get to the bottom of you

I will peel layer by layer,
little by little.

I will pick and scratch;

and pick and scratch;

and pick and scratch;
'til there's nothing left.
I will study each piece keenly,

trace the patterns,

learn them by heart.

I will wrap them in golden papers,

tuck them safely in my pocket.

This may take ages,

maybe an eternity,

I will not back down.

And when I get to the bottom of you,

I will stay.