The trouble with pain Is where, is where it goes It goes Dm It makes you forget Am Gm A hands, a hearts Dm And nose Chorus: Am Gm We do without F Am Dm When we're all on top Am Gm We do without F Am Dm When the quiet stops Trouble with pain Is that it's never, it's never Ready now To whisper that's game To something better To something better again Chorus: Cause no one wants to know you When you crash it down And no one wants to be there To pick you off the ground Ooh, ooh Ooh, ooh Ooh Aah, aah Aah, aah | TransposeReset Font sizeReset Chords fingeringsA Am Dm F Gm |