Weight

You and I know its a lost cause

(It's never as easy as when)

Waiting in the dark sharpening it's claws

(You're finally on the mend)

Better watch your step while you catch your breath

(Shouldn't have to pretend)

Or it'll pull the heart right out of your chest

(You know that it had to end)

Every little ache is a heart attack

It won't be long before it cracks

The weight on your breath is the same as the weight of knife stuck chillin'in your back