Pain Machine - Mono Inc.

I’m wearing your dress

I walk in your shoes

I’m humming your favorites

I’m making your moves

I’m breathing your grace

I handle with care

I talked to your neighbor

I said you ain’t there

Well, I’m here to shed your blood

I’m here to rip your heart in two

Well, I came to hear you scream

I came to make my peace with you

That’s why, pain machine

That’s why, pain machine

I’m living your lie

I’m proving you’re real

I sign with your lipstick

Your part of the deal

I call the police

I’m closing your eyes

I’m washing your hands clean and switch off your light

Well, I’m here to shed your blood

I’m here to rip your heart in two

Well, I came to hear you scream

I came to make my peace with you

That’s why, pain machine

That’s why, pain machine

That’s why

That’s why

That’s why

Pain machine, pain machine

That’s why

That’s why

That’s why

Pain machine, pain machine

That’s why

I’m here to rip your heart in two

Well, I came to hear you scream

I came to make my peace with you

That’s why, pain machine

That’s why, pain machine

That’s why

I call the police

I’m here to rip your heart in two

I handle with care

I came to make my peace with you

That’s why, pain machine

That’s why, pain machine

That’s why