Broken

You torture my spirit

And I stay to collect the broken bits

It's the only time I feel alive

When I'm wrenching with pain

Sewing them back in place

It satisfies my craving

I feel I need you

Because you hurt me best

I heal

Then you stay to kiss the scars

Maybe you have a thing for broken skin

And I

Broken people

It's no wonder we're in love again