This game was lost Before it was started The pain remains Much longer as it should I'm freaking out An arrow straight to the heart Like a trip in the dark Like a bit of a spark Crying out Sometimes this love cuts like a knife Like a thorn in my side I should have known There is no happy-end Again this love cuts like a knife Like a thorn in my side You're a thorn in my side I want to keep Disturb my sleep I'm trapped in a nightmare Forbidden fruits The taste is much too sweet And again I got the bullet Straight to the core Falling down on my knees And I'm begging you please, so please Sometimes this love cuts like a knife Like a thorn in my side I should have known There is no happy-end And there are kisses taste like poison And there are kisses taste like gold You are the thorn