I know we'll regret this war of words   A siren overhead getting louder (getting louder, getting louder)   Shot me a glance, a knowing smile, like you were deep in my brain      I took the damaged pieces of your broken heart   I fixed you up but now I'm crawling      And my resistance meant nothing to you   'Cause you said the word and I was under      You gave me few reasons to endure   And I felt the grind of my sympathy corroding with my anger   We knew the score, but I had no time   For you to reap the rewards of your game      You fell on the floor with a dying breath; your final act   I picked you up, but now I'm stalling      And my resistance meant nothing to you   'Cause you said the word and I was under   Standing ovations meant nothing to you   'Cause you think the worst no matter what I do      In the likely event of a confrontation   To avoid a scene, I might have to play dead again   Play dead again      If this was real, don't you think that I'd react?   But I fight a battle with your lines    And I would improvise my script for the last time      As an unidentified reaction teases my skin   I look up to face you knowing the opposition   I'm no longer battle ready, I rest my case   I'm no longer battle ready, I rest my case   I rest my case