You always wanted me dead
Well, how ´bout now?
I guess I´m gettin´ pretty close
If I refuse the treatment
It´ll spread out to my bones

Then there´s no turning back
I´ll be dead before the fall
I´ll be buried next to the mall
The one that´s sinking slowly into a swamp

And I´ll go with it
I´ll decompose next to
The place where I didn´t
Have my first kiss
But I wanted to

I always wanted me gone
Well, how ´bout now?
Guess I´m pretty close to the line
Am I enough of a victim
To get it off my mind?

My world becomes so small
Between my bed and the hospital
I finish up another round
Then drive five minutes across town

I am someone I don´t know
Hostage muscle to the skeletal
I cling to what I can control
Then barely grieve the things the cancer stole

And I downplay it
To family and friends
No sense in worrying them
But of course, they worry anyway

And I´ll get through it
I´ll survive it
I´ll get through it

I´ll survive it
But at what cost to me?