im a strong kind of weak the pins keep pushing farther in pushing through pale skin puncturing my red heart cause i chose you to move in closer closer than any other hypnotized soul i chose you to hurt me oh the privilege i have its a damn curse we cant escape a curse we cant win its a damn curse the thought of trying to hold on hurts the thought of losing that heart hurts oh the terror of loss oh the terror of loss puncturing my red heart i chose you to hurt me i chose you to break me i chose you to hurt me