Bayside - The Ghost of Saint Valentine lyrics

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 'Cause 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 Your 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 waited long enough I'd put this pa**ion to your 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 Your 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 one's 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