I know you're cold but I've seen it before

I'd take a chance on the wine

Your starched white lips introvenous she drips

In fear of turning blind

Hair to grey and some guys say

Shows you'reshows you're growing old

Do it againi can't explain

The light sure seems cold

Feel the pain it leaves no stain

Feel the pain the name of the game

Drop some bluestime to choose

Why your heart is st- st - stabbing

Bloody eyes can't describe

The nature of your ha ha hacking

Back to frontthe blade tastes blunt

In the safety of your bedroom

No desire to toudh the fire

There's just ajust a sad obsession

Feel the painit leaves no stainleaves no stain

Feel the painthe name of the game

Feel the painit leaves no stain ....stain

Feel the painthe name of the game

Feel the pain (6 times)