Portrait of a Female - Cruel Youth

I wish I don’t need you

I’ve been so deprived

Boy, when I’m with you

My hands are tied

My hands are tied

No Stockholm Syndrome

Full well you’re the devil

In disguise, feels right

Locked in your chains of love

Now I’m so miserable

When I’m free I just suffer

Too much, not enough

Locked in your chains

It ain’t love if it don’t hurt

No safety word

I wish I don’t need you

I’ve been so deprived

Boy, when I’m with you

My hands are tied

My hands are tied

Literally, literally, hopefully

To the bedpost

My hands are tied

Literally, literally, unconditionally

My hands are tied

My hands are tied

Two hands cover my screams

Porno on the big screen

You ain’t shy, don’t lie

I’ll try anything twice

Hit me when you coming

Safe shit got you running

I ain’t her, I can learn

I’ll try anything

It ain’t love if it don’t hurt

No safety word

I wish I don’t need you

I’ve been so deprived

Boy, when I’m with you

My hands are tied

My hands are tied

Literally, literally, hopefully

To the bedpost

My hands are tied

Literally, literally, unconditionally

My hands are tied

My hands are tied

And there’s nothing, nothing I can do

I ain’t deprived, I just wanna feel

You bring out the worst in me

And that ain’t how love’s supposed to be

And I ain’t disturbed, I just prefer

Let’s not pretend that we’re friends

I don’t care about your plans or how your day went

Just pin me up on the wall

Or the floor, or the bed, oh

There’s nothing I can do

All I want is to bring out the worst in you

All I want is to bring out the worst in you