D#m Sometimes love is pain Yeah, it hurts for a little while Some things you canʼt change Youʼre preaching to the choir D#m Knives in the back ready to attack Knives in the back (Hey) Run it right back like a maniac Run it right back D#m Check, check, run it right back Run it right back G#m A# And the truth is B D#m If it doesnʼt hurt at all F# Then it doesnʼt mean a thing C# I never knew that I B Could feel this way D#m If it doesnʼt hurt at all F# Thereʼs nothing left to save G#m ʼCause holding on to hope is A#m B A different kind of pain D#m F# We all got vices C# We all got choices to make B Itʼs hard to stay and hard to walk away D#m You lied to me F# Spinning in the dark C# It took me years to see B That you had sucked the life out of me B D#m If it doesnʼt hurt at all F# Then it doesnʼt mean a thing C# I never knew that I B Could feel this way D#m If it doesnʼt hurt at all F# Thereʼs nothing left to save G#m ʼCause holding on to hope is A#m B A different kind of pain D#m F# (A different kind of pain) C# D#m A different kind of pain D#m Running right back Get it 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 B D#m If it doesnʼt hurt at all F# Then it doesnʼt mean a thing C# I never knew that I B Could feel this way D#m If it doesnʼt hurt at all F# Thereʼs nothing left to save G#m ʼCause holding on to hope is A#m B A different kind of pain D#m O-o-o F# O-o-o C# O-o-o B A different kind of pain D#m O-o-o F# O-o-o C# O-o-o D#m A different kind of- Pain
