Choke

You took a hair from my head and wrapped it round my little finger
We watched it turn from white to red, you said «I don’t think you love her.»
And I don’t know what I would do
If I got you in my bedroom
I don’t know what I would do
I’d probably choke on you
You couldn’t wipe the smile from my face
I heard you took your drugs off the hip of some prick one lonely summer?
We spoke in self-important tongues, I said «Yeah, as if I’d touch her.»
And I don’t know what I would do
If I got you in my bedroom
I don’t know what I would do
I’d probably choke on you
You couldn’t wipe the smile from my face
And when you’re done, lick me up
It’s not love, it’s just a goddamn disgrace
I took a hair from your head and wrapped it round your middle finger
«Sometimes I wish that I was dead.»
«Oh please! As if I’d ever let ya.»
And I don’t know what I could do…
But I’d choke on you
You couldn’t wipe the smile from my face
And when you’re done, lick me up
It’s not love, it’s just a goddamn disgrace
If I can’t sleep, then it’s your fault
It’s your fault I’m the wreck I am
And if I can’t speak, then it’s your fault
And I miss you more than I can stand
But I don’t know
I want to choke on you