It starts with a thought, And you think almost nothing of it There's poison working it way From your brain to your heart Pumping black blood Through your veins By the time you bleed, It will be too late
She's not the cure, She is the strain.
And you feel it in your bones It won't leave you alone And you chase the only escape From the constant pain And you love every sick second All the terror and the tension
So you've got this nervous tick And you just can't control it That's her working on your last nerve She's flirting with disaster Her love like a pathogen, By the time you have any symptoms You'll have one foot in the gave
She's not the cure, She is the strain.
And you feel it in your bones It won't leave you alone And you chase the only escape From the constant pain And you love every sick second All the terror and the tension