Pleasure and Pain

Intoxicating smell I breathe you in The smell of sweet torture You intoxicate me And I get high on exhilaration from you. Dangerous games We play Russian roulette with my heart You take aim and fire Each blank is a rush of fear and adrenaline With an underlying tinge of pain. Painful pleasure You find new ways to break me Then you build me back up again I know the pain is almost unbearable But I keep coming back for the high of the pleasure. Bad addiction Almost every part of me knows you're no good A bad drug pulsing through my system And I can't give you up Because I'm addicted to your type of pain.