

You trace the lines inside my head
And paint them in a deeper red
I lock the door,
you find the key
You carve a lesser shape of me (let me go)
I feel the pressure start to rise
Behind your cold, unchanging eyes
And I am dragged back under again
Caught in the teeth of your design
You break the bone to make it bend (yeah)
But this is where I draw the line!
A quiet room, a sudden cold
Another piece of me is sold
You watch me sink,
you watch me fade
Inside this trap that we have made
I feel the pressure start to rise
Behind your cold, unchanging eyes
And I am dragged back under again
Caught in the teeth of your design
You break the bone to make it bend (yeah) But this is
where I draw the line!
Dragged back under...
(again
and again)