Choke

The Wooden Birds

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 our 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 aren't
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

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