My Neck

Someone started rumours saying
Scarves are made of rope
But you didn't tell your hands to tie that knot around your throat
Isadora Duncan is it convertibles you crave?
Decisions make, decisions break
And entering your grave

My neck, my neck
She's a total wreck

Hands up baby, table dancing
Numb that little heart
Smashing glass and talking loudly
How'd you get so smart?
Tell the man just what you crave
Some you give and some you take
Laced up, fucked up
Never thought you'd actually cave

My neck, my neck
She's a total wreck
My neck, my neck
She's a total wreck

Numb like the skin of your tongue
Little choices make and break
Numb like the skin of your tongue
One too many ease that ache
Restlessly resting alone
Think of me for heaven's sake
Hung by the skin of your tongue
One too many's all it takes

My neck, my neck
She's a total wreck
My neck, my neck
She's a total wreck

My neck, my neck



Credits
Writer(s): Josh Earl Warburton, Daniel Patrick Thomas Miles, Leah Fay Goldstein, Peter Goyette Dreimanis, Ian Matthew Docherty
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