As cold as ice Eyes like the darkest night So many secrets inside Behind the mask of your beauty your hide And nobody knows Just how the story goes Taking a heart for a ride Can't get away after so many times
It's always the same It's some kind of game Answering questions with flattering lies Do what you say without wondering why Wrapped up in chains Tortured and maimed Just like the marquis de Sade you're my bringer of pain
You're second to none But jealous of everyone Give me a prisoner's cell Welcoming me into your private hell A dungeon of pride Devices of your design Now that I'm caught in your trap I'm in so deep I get never get back
It's always the same It's your kind of game Crossing the line between pleasure and shame Love me to death or just drive me insane Wrapped up in chains Tortured and maimed Just like the marquis de Sade you're my bringer of pain
