A solo performance about emotional numbness and a toxic relationship that won't let go. The narrator feels detached from life while drawn to someone who controls and hurts them, caught between knowing the harm and being unable to leave.
How is it I hide enough? I can't feel the rush. My great days have left me numb. I'm so out of touch. But hell no, my day shall Have we been here before? 'Cause it don't feel new. They say bad habits are hard to lose. And for me, that's you. Why did I let you in? For the torture or bliss? Why did I let you in? If you get under my skin. Under my skin. Under my skin. Under my skin. My skin. Of course you were in control, 'cause you'd always known. If I try letting you go, I just crave you more. You had this energy, it would pour into my veins and made it hard to breathe. You're my everything, the microsecond of me. Why did I let you win? For the torture bit. Why did I let you win? For the torture bit. Why did I let you win? For the torture I've lived. Why did I let you in? If you get under my skin.
