Good is good and i can see you really care Skillful in the way you twist the knife The way you speak in that condescending way You will always be everything you deserve There are many reasons why you are allowed to be free Someone should have known you were alive And endedthe problem one-thousand years ago How alive can somebody really be? If you never feel pain, how can you say you're in love? If you never feel hate, how can you be alive? If you never feel pain how can you say you're in love? It's painful, love Can you hate yourself enough for what you are? Can you drown yourself deep enough in regret? Wonder what your living would accomplish Living your life at the expense of someone else This is your world as it really stands Collapsing into a grave that you have dug Where emotions are hidden if you even bother to look Where the deepest pain is learning to love yourself If you never feel pain, how can you say you're in love? If you never feel hate, how can you be alive? If you never feel pain how can you say you're in love? It's painful, love