Emily Franke - Masochist

Go develop those old film rolls
I want that picture of us kissing on your bed
Go to the movies alone now
Throw popcorn at the screen when they kiss

Scrolling your old photos
Wearing all your old clothes
Read back through conversations that we had

Tears are easier than forging ahead

Im acting like a masochist
Now you're gone
Keep my pain going on and on and on

Love to twist the knife
Making myself cry
Self inflicted worst nightmare

Im acting like a masochist
Now you're gone
Cause I just can't stomach moving on

Fevered urges penciled in my weeks
Foolish hands moving on their own
Feeling sick on my hands and knees
All from something that resembled what I used to know

White noise midnight silence
what you used to say then
I'm an imposter in my own mind

A monster in my own right

Im acting like a masochist
Now you're gone
Keep my pain going on and on and on

Love to twist the knife
Making myself cry
Self inflicted worst nightmare

I'm acting like a Masochist
Now you're gone
Cause I just can't stomach moving on

Is it right for this to keep resurfacing
Ive been seeing you inside all my dreams
Nothing left about this could be called love
Guilt becomes me I deserve it

Im acting like a masochist
Now you're gone
Keep my pain going on and on and on

Love to twist the knife
Making myself cry
Self inflicted worst nightmare

I'm acting like a masochist
Now you're gone
Cause I just can't stomach moving on

Written by:
Emily Franke

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