Song or Noose

You tricked me into thinking you were someone it would hurt to lose I couldn't move You bent yourself into the shape of a noose Fastened above my bed A knot inside my head I could have wished you dead If I had known But I grew a secret of my own A tiny bird, heart-grown Sent her to other cities Brought me stories bright and pretty I loved her song I sang along I tried to teach you but you got it wrong You tricked me into thinking You were someone it would hurt to lose I had to choose The song or the noose