Sketches Of Pain

I'm drawing from experience But you give me sketches of pain I'm drawing from experience But you give me You're loud and clear now You cut through the glass And if I burned my hand You'd side with the fire And if you saw me drown You'd side with the water I'm drawing from experience But you give me sketches of pain I'm drawing from experience But you give me sketches of pain You're out in the crowd A face with no eyes You're not helping out You're just standing by And when I bang my head You side with the corner And when I stub my toe You're like 'I told you so' I'm drawing from experience But you give me sketches of pain I'm drawing from experience But you give me sketches of pain I'm not trying to lay the blame The hotter the fire, the brighter the flame Don't know how it began But I can see how it ends Don't even need my eyes I draw from memory I'd draw it all again The same old treachery I'm drawing from experience But you give me sketches of pain I'm drawing from experience But you give me sketches of pain I'm drawing from experience But you give me sketches of pain I'm drawing from experience But you give me sketches of pain