Masochist — Ingrid Michaelson

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.