death of me
When you're right
You're right beneath my skin
I forget sometimes I let you in

Just in time
I catch myself again
Blaming you for every little thing

There's no way to
Get away to
Where I was when I was thinking there was
Nowhere else I had left to go

You will be the death of me
Things that I cannot see
Things that are too close to me
You will be the death of me

In this light
You could be anyone
I don't know where it is that you're coming from

Sometimes I doubt my sanity
But at the end of the day
You're still there with me

You will be the death of me...

I hold the golden gun because of you...