Choke

Well I see breakfast on the table
And I can smell you in the halls
Lord knows I’d cry if I was able
But that won’t get me through tomorrow

And no, it’s not like I was counting
Or thought that we’d run out of days
So I’ll be holding onto something
Breathing the air you took away, I

I’ll keep a picture
Of you on the wall, of you on the wall
And choke on the memories
I’ll keep a message
Of you if you call, of you if you call
And choke on the memories
Ah ah ah… Choke, choke, yeah
Ah ah ah… Choke, choke

Well I’ve been looking for some new words
To say just how you got to me
I wrote some letters that I might burn
‘Cause then you’re not just history

And I see your clothes in the closet
I hear your phone ringing in the drawer
I’m not hoping for an answer
I’m just knocking at your door, oh

I keep a picture
Of you on the wall, of you on the wall
And choke on the memories
I’ll keep a message
Of you if you call, of you if you call
Ah ah ah… Choke, choke, yeah
Ah ah ah… Choke, choke, yeah

I’ll keep a picture
Of you on the wall, of you on the wall
And choke on the memories
I’ll keep the message
Of you if you call, of you if you call
Ah ah ah… Choke, choke, yeah
Ah ah ah… Choke, choke, yeah

Well I see breakfast on the table
And I can smell you in the halls