Broken bones don’t hurt as much

As a broken heart touched by your such

Can leave a scare forever to be seen

Worst part of the deal is that

My existence is under your attack

There’s nothing much that I can really do

I was just a number

Stockholm Syndrome, Stockholm Syndrome

I was lucky victim

Stockholm Syndrome

I am submissive baby

Play your game, don’t go gently

I’ll keep my soul, but I’ll give my body

It’s more than I gave to anybody

Again

I want to do it again