Crawl across my bed, up my neck, and into my head. I just lay back, let you spin your web, set your trap. Feel the poison crawl down my throat, into my heart.
Black widow, don’t finish me just yet.
You numb me up with love, with promises, empty enough. To hold on my hopes, and have me reaching for imaginary ropes. Gonna lay with you each night, hoping and begging for a little more time.