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.