Guillotine

I thought it was over.

I was sure I had beaten it.
After all, I always win.
I wish I knew what makes this so different.

It's not your fault, really...
(not entirely anyway)

You're not the the blade,
But you're sure as hell the chopping block.
And I'm too weak to move.

So now, it's only a matter of time before I'm dead.
Which, of course, was true from the beginning;
No matter what the situation...
For everyone.
So I guess I really shouldn't be mad at you,

But I am.