You are the wolf at my door
Threatening to blow my house down
My house of cards
With kings and queens lined up beneath
The window pane, driving you insane

You scratch and claw your way in
To find me twitching and foaming
At the mouth, gaping wide
You couldn't wait to get inside
You tear it apart from the inside out
All the while I'm hyperventilating
Trapped on the ground

You weren't there to save me, no
You were there to rush me away
Out of your life, out of the day
To bury me in these January snows
But once it melts, I'll be there
Trapped in the ground

My house of cards is on fire now
The twos and threes left to the sounds
Of crackling flames and rushing winds
Wait until the rumbling begins

Where the ground you made a home for me in
Comes breaking apart at your feet
At the edges of darkness, we will meet again
At the precipice, we will meet
Again.