Chris Guglielmo - 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 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 good 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 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 it's consequences keep you up at night Appetite is lust at best And it's up to us to figure out the rest