Woven Fingers

I sit here and I linger, with this set of woven fingers A heart beating quickly, quickly as I realize how sickly it all the sudden was bt then I loosened them because there was something that was nagging in my head I heard it begging I should keep them sewn up tight I think I did it out of spite After all why should I have to choose the only thing I had to lose was the money in this pair of jeans but their not mine so that just means the other thing would be your trust and along with that your love and lust I suppose I should have stayed and lingered with my tightly woven fingers