IF IT DOESN’T HURT

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