The Wooden Birds - Choke текст песни

on the coast with your names in the sand
I hope you choke
with his hand on the small of your back
I hope you choke

with a matchbook from under the couch
I hope you choke
for the candles when the power's out
I hope you choke

and I hope you choke
uh huh

swimming out to the names on the rock
I hope you choke
leave your shoes and your suit on the dock
I hope you choke

in the dark if you say what you ought
I hope you choke
in the house where the rooms don't lock
I hope you choke

and I hope you choke
with hands on your throat
wringing like rope
and killing us both