Mind of the Masochist

Baby, I've been waiting for this,
waiting all my life for you to
hurt me like never before
and leave me screaming for me.


I'm tired of monotony
and never feeling anything.
Life becomes a tragedy
when you don't commit any sins.


I need to feel acidic teardrops burning in my eyes
I need to feel my own heart breaking as I listen to your lies
I need to feel your arms around me as you put me in my grave
I need to feel this pain in order to be saved



Baby, I've been begging for this,
begging for the moment that you
beat me 'til I'm broken and sore
and leave me screaming for more


I'm tired of monotony
and never feeling anything.
Life becomes a tragedy
when you don't commit any sins



I need to feel acidic teardrops burning in my eyes
I need to feel my own heart breaking as I listen to your lies
I need to feel your arms around me as you put me in my grave
I need to feel this pain in order to be saved


I need these shackles tearing at my flesh
(I need to feel it cut the bone)
I need to be forced down onto my knees
(while you sit upon your throne)
Some may call it masochism
I call it necessity
Torture is a bad thing
only if you let it be.


I need to feel acidic teardrops burning in my eyes
I need to feel my own heart breaking as I listen to your lies
I need to feel your arms around me as you put me in my grave
I need to feel this pain in order to be saved