Oh pain, I'm doing bad
I'm getting answers to some questions that I never should have asked
And it's getting old; it's decomposing fast
Just when I thought it couldn't get much worse, life stabbed me in the back.
I'd rather face the gallows because nothing matters and I'll just change my name
There is no love just appetite and its consequences keep you up at night
Well, appetite is lost at best and it's up to us to figure out the rest
I thought that I was working towards the truth
Thought if I waited long enough I'd put this passion to good use
And in a flash, cut to me, with head in hands
In a fight without a cause I am a wounded veteran
I'd rather face the gallows because nothing matters and I'll just change my name
There is no love just appetite and its consequences keep you up at night
Well, appetite is lost at best and it's up to us to figure out the rest
It's not right to lose control the way I do
(I am a slave to this)
(I am a masochist)
This one's got whiskers; it's as old as ice
It's nothing new
(I am a slave to this)
(I am a masochist)
I'd rather face the gallows because nothing matters and I'll just change my name
There is no love just appetite and its consequences keep you up at night
Well, appetite is lost at best and it's up to us to figure out the rest
And it's up to us to figure out the rest
And it's up to us to figure out the rest