Playing Cards With The Devil

I don't wanna be the villain,
but the way I'm hanging on,
with my cut throat grip
I can see you're getting sick of it.

If I knew this was headed that way,
I would've stopped it if I could.
But it's not over till it's over
so if you'll let me go on you'll see
I'm just as sound as ever,

You wanted to find common ground,
yeah what ever...

Tell me when I'll see improvement
tell me when I'll find affection
because you're presence is like an infection,

Tell me when you become a doctor
to properly diagnose me ,
and can professionally tell me

That I need to shut up for my own good
that it's all in my head
to calm down and get to bed.

But now I'm telling you
I don't have a degree
but I can sure as hell tell you:

I'm perfectly sound,
No I don't see any common ground,
and a new lover is something I should've found by now
But instead I stuck with you.