Sometimes love is pain

Yeah, it hurts for a little while

Some things you can't change

You're preaching to the choir

Knives in the back ready to attack

Knives in the back (hey)

Run it right back like a maniac

Run it right back (check, check)

Run it right back

Run it right back

And the truth is

If it doesn't hurt at all

Then it doesn't mean a thing

I never knew that I could feel this way

If it doesn't hurt at all

There's nothing left to save

'Cause holding on to hope is a different kind of pain

We all got vices

We all got choices to make

It's hard to stay and hard to walk away

You lied to me, spinning in the dark

It took me years to see

That you had sucked the life out of me

If it doesn't hurt at all

Then it doesn't mean a thing

I never knew that I could feel this way

If it doesn't hurt at all

There's nothing left to save

'Cause holding on to hope is a different kind of pain (a different kind of pain)

A different kind of pain

Running right back (killin')

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

If it doesn't hurt at all

Then it doesn't mean a thing

I never knew that I could feel this way

If it doesn't hurt at all

There's nothing left to save

'Cause holding on to hope is a different kind of pain

Oh-oh, oh-oh, oh-oh

A different kind of pain

Oh-oh, oh-oh, oh-oh

A different kind of

Pain