You took a hair from my head and wrapped it round my little finger

We watched it turn from white to red, you said "I don't think you love her."

And I don't know what I would do

If I got you in my bedroom

I don't know what I would do

I'd probably choke on you

You couldn't wipe the smile from my face

I heard you took your drugs off the hip of some prick one lonely summer?

We spoke in self-important tongues, I said "Yeah, as if I'd touch her."

And I don't know what I would do

If I got you in my bedroom

I don't know what I would do

I'd probably choke on you

You couldn't wipe the smile from my face

And when you're done, lick me up

It's not love, it's just a goddamn disgrace

I took a hair from your head and wrapped it round your middle finger

"Sometimes I wish that I was dead."

"Oh please! As if I'd ever let ya."

And I don't know what I could do...

But I'd choke on you

You couldn't wipe the smile from my face

And when you're done, lick me up

It's not love, it's just a goddamn disgrace

If I can't sleep, then it's your fault

It's your fault I'm the wreck I am

And if I can't speak, then it's your fault

And I miss you more than I can stand

But I don't know

I want to choke on you