She is the lady
 The star of the scene
 The world claims to know her
 And so it seems
 He is the man, the top of the bill
 We know how they live until night
 Better still

 Forced by addiction
 She tightens and strips
 Tension meets torment
 Down comes the whip
 Excitement exploding
 Their thoughts fade to black
 In fact it's disgusting
 But there's no way back

 She's above torturing his dick
 Is it for love or is it just the kick
 His threshold shifts
 On another kind of leather
 Brain desire for pain instead of pleasure

 She makes him shout
 He's tight up to the bed
 The screams get louder
 When blood meets sweat
 Compare with the first time
 When she felt so strange
 The lashes are credit
 To her bestial change
 Isn't it so that we're all the same
 They are not wrong
 The mind is to blame
 We mix up excitement
 Incitement and fear
 Before we all realize
 The next step is near

 She's above torturing his dick
 Is it for love or is it just the kick
 His threshold shifts
 On another kind of leather
 Brain desire for pain instead of pleasure

 His threshold shifts
 On another kind of leather
 Brain desire for pain instead of pleasure
 His threshold shifts
 On another kind of leather
 Brain desire for pain instead of pleasure

 She's above torturing his dick
 Is it for love or is it just the kick
 His threshold shifts
 On another kind of leather
 Brain desire for pain instead of pleasure