At first I thought
My feelings were normal
But then I realized
That no one else feels like me
I come from a broken home
I try to hide my fears
At least could someone listen?
I am The Masochist
We've tried to pretend
That life is fine and pretty
But then we realized
That no one else feels like us
We come from broken homes
Trying to hide our fears
At least we have each other
We are The Masochists
We showed our broken hearts
Trying to hide our tears
It's good we have each other
As we are The Masochists