I know you're cold but I've seen it before

I'll take a chance on the wine

Your starched white hips intravenous she drips

In fear of turning blind Hair to gray and some guys say

Shows you're, shows you're growing old

Do it again I can't explain

The light sure seems cold Feel the pain

It leaves no stain

Feel the pain

The name of the game Drop some blues time to choose

Why your heart is just a stabbing

Bloody eyes can't describe

The nature of your hacking Back to front the blade tastes blunt

In the safety of your bedroom

No desire to touch the fire

It's just a, just a sad obsession Feel the pain

It leaves no stain

It leaves no stain

Feel the pain

The name of the game Feel the pain

It leaves no stain

Feel the pain

The name of the game Feel the pain

Feel the pain

Feel the pain

Feel the pain

Feel the pain

Feel the pain Pain