Beautiful Misuse

You kiss me like prayer Then curse me like sin You heal me with honey Then poison My skin You're the sickness and the cure Oh And I keep coming back for more. Oh Monday, you're Parvati soft hands and grace Tuesday, you're Kali. Blood on your face Wednesday, I'm begging to know which is true You're the sickness and the cure. And I need both to breathe You kiss me like prayer. Then curse me like sin You stitch up my wounds. With the same knife That slashed. You're the sickness and the cure And I keep coming back for more. And I keep coming back for more You left me for dead. Then taught me to rise. Now I'm addicted to dying in your arms every night You're the sickness and the cure And I keep coming back for more. And I keep coming back for more I tried to map your moods Like countries on a chart Oh. But you're not a nation You're every beating heart. Heart. You're the sickness and the cure And I'll never be safe You're mother, destroyer The birth, the death, and the grave You're Kali, Parvati. The womb and the grave You're the sickness and the cure And I keep coming back for more Oh. Yeah, You're the sickness and the cure And I keep coming back for more