Lyrics: Killian Scott
Music: Killian Scott
You came home late
Keys in your hand
Said you were tired
I drew up a plan
Tracked every glance
Every blink
Every breath
Turned your silence
Into some kind of threat
I keep circling the same four walls
Red string on a mental map
Every whisper is a war drum call
Every footstep’s a trap
I’m reading every shadow
Like it’s written in blood
Turn every passing moment
Into smoke
Into mud
If you say that you love me
I just look for the catch
I’m the spark and the fuel
And I light my own match
Your phone lights up
Face down on the table
My hands start to itch
My thoughts get unstable
You laugh too hard
At a stranger’s joke
I chew on the doubt
Till the doubt starts to choke
I keep stitching little lies from air
Till they feel like a scar
Pull you closer just to prove you care
Then I push you too far
I’m reading every shadow
Like it’s written in blood
Turn every passing moment
Into smoke
Into mud
If you say that you love me
I just look for the catch
I’m the spark and the fuel
And I light my own match
I don’t trust the calm
It feels like a blade
Waiting in the dark
Of the mess I made
I see proof in the cracks
In the paint
In your smile
I keep losing the plot
By a country mile
I’m reading every shadow
Like it’s written in blood
Turn every tiny gesture
Into rust
Into flood
If you say that you love me
I just tear it to shreds
I’m the hand on the trigger
And it’s aimed at my head
You reach for my wrist
Say my name
Stay fast
I flinch from the touch
Set fire to the past
If this is what I wanted
Why do I feel so trapped
I’m the spark and the fuel
And I light my own match