Lyrics

waiting for the axe to fall
my head on the cutting board
i'd rather get it over
than lie awake and wait

speaking in an eggshell voice
afraid of what I might say wrong
i'd rather get it over
than hold my tongue in fear

cause I remember how it used to be
i close my eyes and I can almost see
i picture how it used to be
fast asleep you were holding me

you don't love me anymore
and I don't love you any less
still I'd rather get it over
than live a lie like this

cause I remember how it used to be
i close my eyes and I can almost see
i picture how it used to be
fast asleep you were holding me
we can't go back and this can't go on