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Stockholm Syndrome

I don't think I ever was too harsh
My bark was much worse than my bite but I guess that's love
Saying things you don't mean, like "I miss you and here I wanna spend all of my life"
Until you escape the bewared Stockholm Syndrome of time

I never wanted this, never wanted you
So how divine it must be that you fondled me in every which way, then
Surprise, you hurt me the most any man has ever done
No mind, no matter, that's your motto, that's the version of which you've won
You've finally won
Oh, boy, you've got it all
You really do, ooh

I don't think I ever was so mean
My heart was in all the wrong places, waiting to be the one you want, too patiently
Promising things you never agreed, like "I'll treat you so much better this time, one last chance"
Until the magic of false forgiveness fades and all you're left with's a broken-hearted girl who can barely begin to learn to trust again

I never wanted this, never wanted you
So how divine it must be that you fondled me in every which way, then
Surprise, you hurt me the most any man has ever done
No mind, no matter, that's your motto, that's the version of which you've won
You've finally won
Oh, boy, you've got it all
You really do, ooh

I never wanted this, never wanted you
So how divine it must be that you fondled me in every which way, then
Surprise, you hurt me the most any man has ever done
No mind, no matter, that's your motto, that's the version of which you've won
You've finally won
Oh, boy, you've got it all
You really do, ooh ooh