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