LYRIC
When she hits me, I seem to like the pain.
I seem to like the pain.
I know that this is wrong.
What can I do?
I can't move on when I still love you…
And I love it when you talk down to me,
'cause, baby, I'm a masochist for you…
Baby, I'm a masochist for you. [Verse] I've tried to move on,
And I've pushed away, but I can't anymore,
No, I can't anymore.
I know, she is bad for me.
The worst kind of poison,
But the best kind to me,
Yeah, the best kind to me.
And I love it when you hit and curse at me,
And I love it when you talk down to me,
'cause, baby, I'm a masochist for you…
Baby, I'm a masochist for you.
Consumes all my focus.
She bites me and hits me —
Abusive, but fits me.
She's the absolute worst kind of thing,
But the pain and her are my everything.
And I love it when you talk down to me,
'cause, baby, I'm a masochist for you…
Baby, I'm a masochist for you.
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