Fm Sometimes love is pain Yeah, it hurts for a little while Some things you can't change You're preaching to the choir Fm Knives in the back ready to attack Knives in the back (Hey) Run it right back like a maniac Run it right back Fm Check, check, run it right back Run it right back A#m C And the truth is C# Fm If it doesn't hurt at all G# Then it doesn't mean a thing D# I never knew that I C# Could feel this way Fm If it doesn't hurt at all G# There's nothing left to save A#m 'Cause holding on to hope is Cm C# A different kind of pain Fm G# We all got vices D# We all got choices to make C# It's hard to stay and hard to walk away Fm You lied to me G# Spinning in the dark D# It took me years to see C# That you had sucked the life out of me C# Fm If it doesn't hurt at all G# Then it doesn't mean a thing D# I never knew that I C# Could feel this way Fm If it doesn't hurt at all G# There's nothing left to save A#m 'Cause holding on to hope is Cm C# A different kind of pain Fm G# (A different kind of pain) D# Fm A different kind of pain Fm Running right back Get it Knives in the back Knives in the back Knives in the back (sometimes love is pain) Knives in the back Knives in the back Knives in the back C# Fm If it doesn't hurt at all G# Then it doesn't mean a thing D# I never knew that I C# Could feel this way Fm If it doesn't hurt at all G# There's nothing left to save A#m 'Cause holding on to hope is Cm C# A different kind of pain Fm O-o-o G# O-o-o D# O-o-o C# A different kind of pain Fm O-o-o G# O-o-o D# O-o-o Fm A different kind of- Pain