On the noose around your neck And I'll find strength in pain And I will change my ways I'll know my name as it's called again But I will hold on hope and I won't let you choke It's empty in the valley of your heart The sun, it rises slowly as you walk

We hope that you choke, that you choke Breathe, keep breathing Wake, from your sleep The drying of your tears We're drying off your tears Today, we escape Pack and get dressed Before your father hears us

I wish I stayed With that skipping rope, the trampoline, The crafty smoke that made us choke But we didn't give up hope It's just the simple ways of getting paid, The carelessness of running away You can fall if you want to! It's just a matter of how far

It's the first time Those are honest words Crossed out a lyric, discerned And those are honest words Otherwise I'm told waiting to choke them way down in my throat I rewrote the start, with a stab at the end I blotted out all that I've wrote Rubbed away

And choke on the memories Oh oh oh oh, oh Choke, choke, yeah Ha ha ha ha, ha Choke, choke Well I see breakfast on the table And I can smell you in the halls I'll keep a message of you if you call, of you if you call Lord knows I'd cry if I was able

Still I choke on her lies I wish I was free of this Still I feel my strength hurt To pick, hold my head high I rewrite my song I see her in my dreams Wish that she wasn't there But she still haunts me and I

You fucked it up You, you lied Ha-ha-ha-ha, I was right All alone, good job, good job 'Cause I know you struggle Choke when you see love grow 'Cause we used to be the cool kids You were old school, I was on the new shit We were addicted to the blueprint

For an ordinary girl I'm just an ordinary girl! Sometimes I'm lazy I get bored, I get scared, I get silly, I choke on my own words. I make wishes, I have dreams, Anything can happen in this world For an ordinary girl! Like you like me

Lord, I'm fool for a cigarette Feelin' good, feelin' good When you've finished choke it 'cause I wanna smoke it Mind when you throw your cigarette All the money in the world is spent on feelin' good All the money in the world spent on feelin' good

When the bite of the steel catches your face give it all your flesh to strip away Revealing all the scars you hide inside Your inner quarrels, your struggle to survive A crimson hand to choke your throat I'll stop your breath as long as it takes To end