Do you wanna be honest, or do you wanna win?
You could have it all if you could gracefully give in
Like when a martyr go sees a martyr
Lookin' in the mirror makes you cry harder
'Bout your glitterin' ball and chain
In love, in love with your beautiful pain
Excuses and all theories peak themselves and die
Even when they don't hold water, you try to keep them safe and dry
An' trade your moan for a positive tone
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And so we go through this again
In love, in love with your beautiful pain
If everything went runnin' smoothly
You'd soon lose who you were
Oh, the pain and hurt, for that's your real
So go on, go back to her
Instrumental Break
You packed up all your troubles, you let me play the bars
An' hiked out to the meadows and lay down on the fragrant moss
Put down your own tree, then meticulously
Built a cross right there and stared back at me
An' climbed up on it again:
In love, in love with your beautiful
In love, in love with your beautiful
In love, in love with your beautiful pain