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Your lips break flesh
Though I know you didn't mean it, it's the best
I know I'm a wreck
My heart's still beating, though it's broken in my chest
Though it's irrational, I'm never rational
I'm not used to the taste of a good thing
It's on the tip of my tongue, you're everything that I want
Oh
Loving you is a new kind of torture
I'm so used to the constant disorder
My mind's trying like it's made for disappointment
It's so good that it's torture
Loving you is a new kind of torture
I'm so used to the constant disorder
My mind's trying like it's made for disappointment
It's so good that it's torture
It's torture
It's torture
(So good that it's torture)
(So good that it's-)
(So good, good)
(So good that it's torture)
So good that it's torture
Loving you is a new kind of torture
I'm so used to the constant disorder
My mind's trying like it's made for disappointment
It's so good that it's tortured
It's torture
I should feel blessed
But there's a chemical imbalance in my head
My eyes won't rest
So scared of what could go wrong, I'm obsessed
Though it's irrational, I'm never rational
I'm not used to the taste of a good thing
It's on the tip of my tongue, you're everything that I want
Oh
Loving you is a new kind of torture
I'm so used to the constant disorder
My mind's trying like it's made for disappointment
It's so good that it's torture
Loving you is a new kind of torture
I'm so used to the constant disorder
My mind's trying like it's made for disappointment
It's so good that it's torture
So good that it's torture
So good that it's-
(So good, good)
So good that it's torture
So good that it's torture
Loving you is a new kind of torture
I'm so used to the constant disorder
My mind's trying like it's made for disappointment
It's so good that it's torture
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