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