Dying in Your Arms (Single edit)

I'm wearing thin, wearing out, becoming weak. Holding hands with this rope, she's my self-destructive... Bleeding disease, the things that makes it hard to breathe. But if I shoved you far away, this addict just starved again, asphyxiated. And now I see it's you, that's tearing me, ensnaring me. This is me dying in your arms, I cut you out now set me free. Lynched high above, what used to be, in her gallows built for me. So I escaped, cut this noose, around my neck. I break free to see, the things you blinded me, and I shoved you far away! Now I live the life I dreamed of, you're dead to me! And now I see it's you, that's tearing me, ensnaring me. This is me dying in your arms, I cut you out now set me free. And now I see it's you, that's tearing me, ensnaring me. This is me dying in your arms, I cut you out now set me free. You poisoned my life, so I take this knife. And I cut you out, cut you out! And now I see it's you, that's tearing me, ensnaring me. This is me dying in your arms, I cut you out now set me free. And now I see it's you, that's tearing me, ensnaring me. This is me dying in your arms, I cut you out now set me free. Set me free...