Fingers

I see your reflection in the mirror
I feel your every move
And those eyes staring back at me again
Form a hole inside my heart
It’s like daggers in my skin
I feel their hands around my neck
I feel their fingers pressing in
I know this isn’t what they want but I feel my body start to give

This is not how I thought that this would go
But if there’s no fighting it I guess that I’ll just float

You sent me a message
It wasn’t through the phone
Your sharpened eyes could do it all alone
So I'll sit and watch you from behind the glass
'Cause the moment never seems to pass me by

Tell me
When you see me
Does it scare you
I’m not working on myself
I wouldn’t dare to
Make something better of myself
It wouldn’t be fair to
And I hate that I enjoy this
Yes I brought it on myself
I hope that you’re not disappointed

I see your reflection in the mirror
I feel your every move