You keep turning your back on me
Left to thirst in the middle of the sea
You make the waves
Slap my face
Nailing my hands
Bending my knees
But I like the way
You ill treat me

You rise me in the depth
Drown me on the shore
I like your pricy attitude
Want your wrath a bit more
But I like to beg
When you shut the door

I love the way
You ill treat me
You hold my fall
From a mountain tall
But make me fall
From a tiny wall
But I like...