Torture

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