The Ghost Of Saint Valentine Lyrics - Bayside

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 fact 

Just when I thought it couldn't get much worse 

Life stabbed me in the back 

I'd rather face the gallows 

Cause 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 lust 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 wait long enough I'd put the 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 

Cause 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 lust at best 

And it's up to us to figure out the rest 

It's not right now to lose control the way I do 

I am a slave to this 

I am a masochist 

This ones 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 

Cause 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 lust 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