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