I'm on the sofa
And your head is in my lap
I'm meant to be somewhere else
But you don't care about that
I'm shaking freezing
And you're bundled up real good
I'd ask for some blanket
But I do not think I should
I want you to get what you want
But you haunt me, you haunt me
Haunt me, you haunt
Some days you curse my name
Other days maybe you'll consider
Taking the blame
You're gripping tightly
With your eyes around my throat
If I say something wrong
I choke, I choke, I choke
I'm on the sofa
And your head is in my lap
I'm meant to be somewhere else
Why would you care about that?
Soak my words in some sugar
I hope that makes you feel better
Instead you bite it and drag me in further
I should have just left it bitter