NooseWords by Karl Obermeyer, Music by Capital Sons
I want to see you each and every hour
Even though I know it’s wrong
I want to be there when the oil meets the water
Want to see if it turns you on
I’ve been caught in the noose
Lord knows I’m being used
And it’s all because of you
Oh I know I'm being used
This night is so long
Crawling along on all fours
Knowing you’re not sleeping alone
Would he believe you if you told him what I knew?
Would he hunt me down or lock you up?