Baby, I see you've made yourself all sick again 

Didn't I do a good job of pretending? 

You're saying that the victim doesn't want it to end 

Good. I get to dress up and play the assassin again 

It's my favorite 

It's got personality 

I should have seen this shit coming down the hall 

Every night I spent in that bed with you facing the wall 

If I could have only once heard you scream 

To feel you were alive 

Instead of watching you abandoning yourself 

Baby you can open your eyes now 

And please allow me to present you with a clue 

If I inflict the pain 

Then baby only I can comfort you 

Out of the night we come 

And into the night we go 

If it starts to hurt you 

Then you have to say so