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 Rea**ured by ads about things you own 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