It's four in the morning and I'm layin' with my head against the toilet seat For several days now I've been livin' here, too tired to sleep, too sick to eat I feel like a monster and it doesn't help that you'll treat me life I've got the Venom on my teeth 'Cause I'm the spider in your bathroom I'm the shadow on the tile I came from shelter from the cold And I'd thought I'd stay a while I'm only small and lonely, weak And you jump at the sight of me You'll kill me when I least expect it God, how could I even think of daring to exist? Looking just like this, I'm hideous I'm nothing but legs, they used to say I'm nothing but skin and bones these days You dangle me high over the drain and tell me I'm lucky That you don't drop me there and Let me wash away Or put me on display By trapping me forever between a glass and a dinner plate 'Cause I'm the spider in your kitchen weaving webs through every year And I worked real hard on the last one, but the last one got me here I'm minding my own business, but my presence makes your cursed I should be getting better, but I'm only getting worse And, God, how could I even dare of choosing here to die? 'Cause then I'm just a problem that you have to take outside And I know you hate the sight of me, I haunt you when you're fast asleep I've got eight legs, a million eyes, if only I had eight more lives 'Cause I'm just a spider on the ceiling and you're nothing but a guy You don't like it when I cry, you would break me if you tried And you will because I dared to be alive