The trouble with pain Is when, is when it goes It goes It makes you forget The hands, the hearts It knows We do without When we're all on top We do without When the quiet stops Trouble with pain Is that it's never, it's never Enough To risk all that's gained For something better Something better again 'Cause no one wants to know you When you crash it down And no one wants to be there To pick you off the ground Ooh, ooh Ooh, ooh, ooh, ooh (let's go) Ooh, ooh, ooh, ooh Ooh, ooh, ooh, ooh Ooh, ooh, ooh, ooh Aah, aah, aah, aah Aah, aah, aah, aah Aah, aah, aah, aah, aah, aah Aah, aah, aah, aah, aah, aah, aah, aah