The Ghost Of Saint Valentine

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