Masochist
by Ingrid Michaelson
lyricscopy.com
She says you´re a masochist for falling for me,
So roll up your sleeves
And I think that I like her, ´cuz she tells me things I don´t want to hear,
Medicinal tongue in my ear
When will it stop? When will it stop?
When will I feel all soft on the inside?
When will I feel all soft on the inside?
When will I feel soft, soft?
You say that my skin feels like no one else´s,
That it´s different somehow
But I don´t understand, isn´t a hand just a hand?
No you don´t understand
When will it start? My broken part?
When will I feel all soft on the inside?
When will I feel all soft on the inside?
When will I feel soft, soft?
Oooo
When will I feel all soft on the inside?
When will I feel all soft on the inside?
When will I feel soft, soft?
She says you´re a masochist for falling for me
So roll up your sleeves
And I think that I like her, ´cuz she tells me things I don´t want to hear,
Medicinal tongue in my ear
When will it stop? When will it stop?
When will I feel all soft on the inside?
When will I feel all soft on the inside?
When will I feel soft, soft?
You say that my skin feels like no one else´s,
That it´s different somehow
But I don´t understand, isn´t a hand just a hand?
No you don´t understand
When will it start? My broken part?
When will I feel all soft on the inside?
When will I feel all soft on the inside?
When will I feel soft, soft?
Oooo
When will I feel all soft on the inside?
When will I feel all soft on the inside?
When will I feel soft, soft?
She says you´re a masochist for falling for me