Good is good and I can see you really care
Skillful in the way you twist the knife
The way you speak in that condescending way
You will always be everything you deserve

There are many reasons why you are allowed to be free
Someone should have known you were alive
And ended the problem one-thausend years ago
How alive can somebody really be?

If you never feel pain, how can you say youre in love?
If you never fell hate; how can you be alive?
If you never feel pain, how can you say youre in love?
Its painful, love

Can you hate yourself enough for what you are?
Can you drown yourself deep enough in regret?
Wonder what your living would accomplish
Living your life at the expense of someone else

This is your world as it really stands
Collapsing into a grave that you have dug
Where emotions are hidden if you even bother to look
Where the deepest pain is learning to love yourself

If you never feel pain, how can you say youre in love?
If you never fell hate; how can you be alive?
If you never feel pain, how can you say youre in love?
Its painful, love