Quick To Cut
As I wrap around your finger
You constrict around my heart
Send shivers down my spine when you run your fingers through my hair
Now I'm running for the backdoor before I forget
All that I'm worth
Shift my weight from heel to toe to not make squeaks across your floorboard
(Just let me out)
I'm hanging by a thread
And you're quick to cut
I'm hanging by a thread
And you're quick to cut
Well there's no commercial breaks
When my downward spiral strarts
You can thank our sponsors
It's brought to you in part of
Viewers just like you
Intrusive thoughts that I pursue
That best remain as dormant and not bestowed on my front porch step
And if I'm speaking honestly I'm better than I thought I'd be
I'm not falling apart when the pills run out but
The dire need for dopamine makes razor blades enter the frame
And I'm falling apart but it's her blood now
Why do I feel like the only one,
In a crowded room who gets this?
So narcissistic
Why do I feel like the only one,
In a crowded room who gets this?
So narcissistic
I'm hanging by a thread
And you're quick to cut
I'm hanging by a thread
And you're quick to cut me off again
You constrict around my heart
Send shivers down my spine when you run your fingers through my hair
Now I'm running for the backdoor before I forget
All that I'm worth
Shift my weight from heel to toe to not make squeaks across your floorboard
(Just let me out)
I'm hanging by a thread
And you're quick to cut
I'm hanging by a thread
And you're quick to cut
Well there's no commercial breaks
When my downward spiral strarts
You can thank our sponsors
It's brought to you in part of
Viewers just like you
Intrusive thoughts that I pursue
That best remain as dormant and not bestowed on my front porch step
And if I'm speaking honestly I'm better than I thought I'd be
I'm not falling apart when the pills run out but
The dire need for dopamine makes razor blades enter the frame
And I'm falling apart but it's her blood now
Why do I feel like the only one,
In a crowded room who gets this?
So narcissistic
Why do I feel like the only one,
In a crowded room who gets this?
So narcissistic
I'm hanging by a thread
And you're quick to cut
I'm hanging by a thread
And you're quick to cut me off again
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Writer(s): Isidro Anguiano
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