He was the scorpion
And I was the frog
As he drowned me I cried out asking why
As he drowned he laughed and told me I should have seen this coming
I was building us up from the ground.
And he was taking a jackhammer to our foundation.
Around in circles I went constantly rebuilding what he destroying behind my back.
It never occurred to me to turn around.
I was carrying him across the river
And he was slowly killing me.
