Love & Pain (Explicit)

Love & Pain (Explicit) - Rare Americans

Lyrics by：James Priestner/Jared Priestner/Jan Cajka/Lubomir Ivan/Duran Ritz/Tim Randolph

Composed by：James Priestner/Jared Priestner/Jan Cajka/Lubomir Ivan/Duran Ritz/Tim Randolph

Produced by：Tim Randolph

I've been thinkin' 'bout the days

Street hockey on the block

Or movies in your basement

Not a day we didn't talk

So many firsts together

Like the time we got drunk

My parents out of town

Man we were a couple punks

I wish that I could call you

Wish that we could have the talk

It'd be good to hear your voice

Make up for the time we've lost

You opened up to me

I slammed the door shut

Can't forgive myself

Feels like salt in a cut

I can't get you off my mind

I can't get you outta my head

I want to leave the past behind

But it's catching up instead

Without love without pain

Life would be mundane

Life wouldn't be the same

I'll never see your wedding

I'll never know your kid

I wish that I could take it back

The stupid f*** I did

'Cuz you were the best friend

That I've ever had

I really can't believe

That I f***** it up so bad

My life has been so crazy

I never could have guessed

This would be my path

Back when we were kids

Who knows what will happen

Maybe we'll meet again

The one thing that I know

Is nothing is for certain

I can't get you off my mind

I can't get you outta my head

I want to leave the past behind

But it's catching up instead

Without love without pain

Life would be mundane

Life wouldn't be the same

The want thing that I know

This nothing is for something

The want thing that I know

This nothing is for something

Love and pain

Love and pain

Life would be my ending

If it weren't for

Love and pain