Bayside - The Ghost of Saint Valentine lyrics
[Bayside - The Ghost of Saint Valentine lyrics]
Oh pain i'm doing bad
I'm gettin' 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 it's 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 passion 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 it's consequences keep you up at night
Well 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
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
I'm gettin' 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 it's 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 passion 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 it's consequences keep you up at night
Well 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
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