You grew on me like a tumor
And you spread through me like malignant melanoma
And now you're in my heart
Should’ve cut you out back at the start
Now I'm afraid there's no cure for me
No dose of emotional chemotherapy
Can halt my pathetic decline
Shoulda had you removed back when you were benign
I picked you up like a virus
Like meningococcal meningitis
Now I can't feel my legs
When you're around I can't get out of bed
And I've left it too late to risk an operation
There’s no chance at all of a clean amputation
The successful removal of you
Would probably kill me too
You grew on me like carcinoma
Crept up on me like untreated glaucoma
Now I find it hard to see
This untreated dose of you has blinded me
I should've consulted my local physician
I'm stuck now forever with this tunnel vision
My periphery is through
Wherever I look now, all I see is you
When we first met you seemed fickle and shallow
But my armor was no match for your poison arrow
You are wedged inside my breast
If I tried to pull you out now I think I'd bleed to death
I'm feeling short of breath
You grew on me like a tumor
And you spread through me like malignant melanoma
I guess I never knew
How fast a little mole can grow on you
