selfless affliction in the halls of a masochist

 
breaking my bits of self
You snort my soul like an addiction
Seeing you clearly was something I could never do

dealing with the hurt because it was deserved
after all, I need you more than you did me
colliding with the day and arguing with the night
Chaos rules, and I seem to like it
because I always asked for more

masochistic pleasure in being told no
The cold shoulder only made me bolder
pushing on you
No one would refuse me

if you treat me well, I will become indifferent
needy affliction I serve up my passion
my desire wanted your Sadism
with no thought to how it affected you

chaste of vision you confessed to me it bothered you
so I put away my fantasies
and kept things cool
but you always cave, giving in to your thoughts
of breaking my resolve, to see how far things could go