J'aime l'odeur de ta peau le matin. Elle m'excite et je veux avoir mal. Ton regard affamé me brûle, et j'ai besoin de sentir plus. Le sang sur tes ongles me fait peur, mais malgré tout je veux que tu restes. Je suis meurtrie et écorchée, et je devrais souffrir, mais tu me retiens et tout me paraît bien. Je t'en prie, crois-moi quand je te dis "Ne me quitte plus." Tout ce que je veux faire see'est íªtre couchée í tes côtés, ici dans ce lit.
I love the smell of your skin, in the morning It excites me, and I want to feel sore Warm bed, cold air, your hungry stare Delights me, and now I need some more
And seeing blood on your nails just never fails To appal me, but I still want you to stay I'm bruised, I'm cut, it ought to hurt, but You enthral me, and that makes it okay
And please, just believe me, when I say "Don't ever leave me" Because lying here beside you, is all I want to do
The smell of your skin, in the morning Excites me, and I want to feel sore Warm bed, cold air, your hungry stare Delights me, and now I need some more
Blood on your nails just never fails To appal me, but I still want you to stay I'm bruised I'm cut, it ought to hurt, but You enthral me, and that makes it okay