You know too much and you tell me all
And I sit and think as I watch you fall
But you climb back up to your pedestal
And you kill me, yeah you really do

You fight to live because you are fragile
And I know, and I watch your lack of bile
Expend itself uselessly and in futility
God, you kill me, don't you know?

It all ends in tears, much like everything you do
So I simply sit here, and say that I told you so
And I drink my cognac until I collapse
And then you kill me, what did I expect?