The swelling in my head
Returns as a reminder
That I'm not out of the clear
And all the nightmares
That I suffer while I sleep?
You might as well be standing here
And all the times
That you said "I'm leaving"
I'm seething
Because I know that when I turn
You'll be there
Still standing
And every lie that had me
Believing
Keeps reeling
Inside my head until the day
I drain it
Permanently
What will it take
For me to jump first?
I know you'd love to see it
And when I hit the ground
I know you'll be the one
To cry first
Because I know my death
Won't be enough
You'll have to make it worse
Yet here I stand
Here you stand, and I
Can't stand it
And if I have to kill you first
I'll do it
I swear it
Cause prison's nothing
To this prison I'm in
This world I threw myself in
When did temptation yield a sense of respect for myself?
The swelling in my head
Returns as a reminder that
I'm killing you today
And the thought of my thumbs
Pressed against your windpipe
Makes the swelling go away