Masochist

why do I let you hurt me
why do I let you make me cry
what is it about you that draws me
like a fly

Perhaps I'm masochistic
addicted to the pain
for every time I trust you
you tell me pretty lies

you leave me gasping,breathless
broken on the floor
and yet I come back to you
asking for more

Why, perhaps your my mutilation
like the edge of a knife
I know this isn't love
so maybe it's a high