• I think I'm addicted to things that hurt
    Call me a masochist, but I like it
    Tell me you love me
    Look me in the eye
    When you tell me that lie
    Shove me, push me, stab my back
    Have my back, I'm coming back
    I love you more than I should
    And it hurts when you leave me
    It stings when you say
    Your leaving me today
    And tomorrow, and the day after that
    Yesterday was a different day, lets go back to that
    I'm sorry, come back, we can start again
    Break my heart again, I won't regret it
    Take my breathe again, Asthmatic
    What do you call it,
    When theres more you than me in my head
    I feel you under my skin
    I can't cut you out
    I like it when it hurts, when you press to the surface
    I couldn't leave you if I tried
    And I'll kill off any part of my inside that even thinks it
    I'm on the brink of selfdestruction
    I wake up, suns on my face
    But I don't feel it
    Scream at me, tell me you hate me, that would be better than the lies
    Psycopathic, you have made me
    I lost count of the times you've made me
    Wish I was better than I was before
    But I don't know what that was for
    Stomp my heart please
    Because your foot is better than no touch at all
    Without you I'm lost, I don't want to take that fall