Perfect Kind of Pain

One, two, one, two, three, four

(Potion that she fed me, fed me, fed me)
(Promise that she made me, made me, made me)
(Made me, made me, made me, made me, made me, made me)
(Promise that she, promise that she)

Take me by the hand
But you never seem to care
(You pick me up and put me down and spin me round and change my mind)

Bury me alive
You're messing with my head
Pull me this way now
You're leaving me for dead

The potion that she fed me
It got me strong but kept me weak inside
The promise that she made me
She won't go changing me, it's not this lifetime

(Potion that she fed me, fed me, fed me)
(Promise that she made me, made me, made me)
(Made me, made me, made me, made me, made me, made me)
(Promise that she, promise that she)

As common as it seems
I turn around and run
(You lug me up and lug me down and spin me round and change my mind)

The positive surrender
The perfect kind of pain
Something that you'll never want but you'll
Never be the same

The potion that she fed me
It got me strong but kept me weak inside
The promise that she made me
She won't go changing me, it's not this lifetime

God, it makes me feel
Oh-oh

You turn me on, you turn me down
You got me laid out on the ground
You pick me up, you lay me down
That's how the story goes

The potion that she fed me
It got me strong but kept me weak inside
The promise that she made me
She won't go changing me, it's not this lifetime

Not this lifetime
Not this lifetime
(I never meant to make you)
Not this lifetime
(I never meant to make you)
Not this lifetime
(I never meant to make you)
Not this lifetime



Credits
Writer(s): Michael Sean Murphy
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