Swallowing Cyanide to Stay Alive

tonight with you is like

swallowing cyanide to stay alive;

it makes no sense.

what are we doing here?

and how did this become so important?

let's sort it out

before it gets too big to deal with.

i never wanted you to be more

than a phone call away;

now that you're not,

it's becoming a problem for me.

against my will, i've memorized this script,

and i find myself accidentally in character.

i never wanted it to be like this,

but now i find that i care for her.

oh, what a disaster that i've created,

and i hate it (and i hate it, and i hate it)

because i love it.

and i swore to myself i'd never love anything

so soon.

this march air, it freezes my ears

so all i can hear is the

ice cold tone of your voice.

and it would be a bad choice

to continue, to be into

me and you. so,

watch me turn my back and retreat,

then turn back, because i'm weak

when it comes to you.