breathless and i’m waiting for you
hiding out in a dim lit room
you drew the shades, turn away like i’m nothing to you but i know i get under your skin

why you holding? why you holding?
why you holding me down?
why you scolding? why you scolding?
why you scoping me out?
am I enough? am i enough?
or am i a party trick?
you turn me on and tear me out and then you’re done with it

overhearing conversations i shouldn’t have
you’re talking louder than all my anxieties
high alert, hyper vigilant, and self assured
if imma fall imma fall from the highest spot

i got my finger on the trigger and you know i’m always loaded
summer’s heat bruising my body feeling like i’m risking it all

was i better before you gave a call
or is my thought my downfall?