Perverse Fascination

If I couldn't have your heart
 I would have your body
 But each time I possessed you in the dark
 I possessed nothing
 Your eyes are prison gates
 Keeping me in this old house
 But if I tried to go you would not hesitate
 I'm sure you would let me out
 In certain moments I see through everything
 You're a bore, we all know it
 Everyone has noticed that puppet string
 Still need someone to pull it
 Now you are carving their names into your mattress
 In an imitation of some obscure actress
 And I don't know why you keep me around
 But I'm easy
 Target practice
 In the thralls of your indifference
 I remain at my station
 All my life I've had this unhealthy sense
 Perverse fascination
 As I lie there I realize I'm not dead and more than that I feel sort of like I've been reborn or something
 And I look up to you and your eyes are back to normal and it's just you and you say this... I'll never forget this, you say
 Sometimes poison is the cure
 And that's it, that's where I wake up