Lacuna Coil
"The Pain"

I wake up to a smoking gun
the evidence is in your head
there's no proof of guilt or innocence
I'm finished with you taking me through
a line of questioning that feeds you
I must confess I'm here to kill the pain

to kill the pain
what can I do?
how hard I fight
no matter how
how long I've tried

the sword of justice in your hand
you cut me down, sharp like a blade
you make me want to never trust again
I'm finished with you draging me through
more lies and deceipt that feeds you
I must confess I'm here to kill the pain

doesn't matter, if it mattered
I would never have tried
to save us both from losing our minds
doesn't matter if you shatter me now
I have to get away
the rain comes
the rain comes
nothing's gonna buy you time
the rain comes
the rain comes
you know it's gonna come