Throat

I watched you go

I watched it close

Kept my eyes where you could see ‘em

Kept my hands inside my throat

Cause I felt choked

When you left I felt choked

Start a fire

At the most I’m a ghost

So just send me down below

Or pick a fight with a spark

And then send me down below

Start a fire

It’s like catching wasps in a net

And wearing their barbs on your neck

I watched you go

I watched it close

Kept my eyes up on the ceiling

Kept my hands inside my throat