GASLIGHT

Cinnamon skin
I have a knack for sin
And I can taste where you’ve been

Comforting pain
Am I the bird or the cage?
Pleasantly enslaved

And when you say these things
When you say these things
When you say these things
It makes me want to

Ignorance is bliss
I shut you up with a kiss
Because I’d rather take your tongue
Than one more word of this

Comforting pain
Am I the bird or the cage?
Pleasantly enslaved

And when you say these things
When you say these things
When you say these things
It makes me want to