Animal instincts: I can't help myself.
I can't resist the impulse to hate.
It's in my nature to hunger for pain.
Would you hurt me if I asked?
I thrive on heartache,
I live for your harsh words,
Or a slap in the face...
I knew this love was made to last.
You cover me in bruises,
So black and green.
You cover me in your anger,
And you make me feel pretty.
You tell me that you're sorry.
It won't happen again,
But you make me feel so alive...
You help me to breathe.
I live in phantasmagoric shock,
Without you, I would surely live,
A stranger life than the one that I've known,
Thanks for hitting me, daddy.