oh well, you kick me and you caress me you condemn me and you confess to me you destroy me and you build me up again and living with you is like living in a lions den you lead me and you ditch me you reveal me and you twist me you inspire me and make me but living with you is like living in a lions den and so i'm sitting by myself and i'm wondering 'bout my mental health and i don't know why i always come back to you is it for the pain or the thrill can it be that emotions kill or is it the smell could it be that my whole world breaks into?(Yup!!) addicted to the hell you put me through...away from you