[Refrão]

Am                   F 
The pleasure of the pain 
E               Am 
Consumes all I feel 
    D/B 
It steals 
           G 
But what it leaves 
       E       Am 
Is a monster of me 

Bm 

verse 
C 
In the back alley cabaret 
F  
Where the girls and the boys are claimed 
     A                  G       
We'll find solace in the sticky floors 
                       F# 
And the body heat of those aflame 

       C 
Is it wrong of me to feel so much 
          A  
In this climate of restraint 
            F                   Bm 
With every bottle drained a disapproving glance 
        G             Am 
And god, I feel so ashamed 


[Refrão]
 
A                        F 
But the pleasure of the pain 
   E            Am 
Consumes all I feel 
    D 
It steals 
           G 
But what it leaves 
       Fm       Am 
Is a monster of me 

Bm 

verse 
C 

So I pack my regrets in chains 
A                           Bm 
Head to where the ghosts congregate 
Am                     G  
Under black and tragic empty skies 
      D  
They preach their madness could the dead tell lies? 

         C 
Cos I'm desperate to believe 
      A                    Dm 
I'll take anything they give 
                                  Bm  
I'm like a rabid dog, with suffocating rage 
                                        Am 
But these cadavers say that they can stave 


[Refrão]
 
A                       F 
But the pleasure of the pain 
   E            Am 
Consumes all I feel 
    D 
It steals 
           G 
But what it leaves 
      Fm        Am 
Is a monster of me 

bridge 
C                     E 
   And from her lips she sung 
                 Am 
A melody to die for 
F    
G                     E 
   And from my chest she drew 
                     C 
A beating heart and stabbed it 
                            D 
With the tweezers from her dresser 

C                 D 
  The devotion you give 
    Am          Dm 
Down on aching knees 
             C            G 
Using your throat as a sieve 
           A                    Am 
While the ghosts of your rejections  
              G             D 
Haunt the places you've forgotten 

            G 
And they'll say it was worth it 
     B 
Just for 


[Refrão]
 
E                      F 
The pleasure of the pain 
   E             Am 
Consumes all I feel 
   C 
It steals 
           G 
But what it leaves 
      C         Am 
Is a monster of me 
                   F 
No matter where I run 
       A               Am 
I can smell you on my skin 
     D 
Distinct 
             D 
But when I need your taste 
    G             A         C 
My body doesn't slake the thirst. 

F G