Choke

I think a lot about the words I know that we both let go unsaid

I found myself feeling every word, the weight of my regrets

No more regrets

No more words left to leave unsaid to a bitter end because you won't speak to me

We should fight until this feeling's dead, we should fight until there's nothing left to give

When nothing's left, there's no regrets

I hope you choke before you come to your senses

What's done is done, get over it

But I get the feeling you won't let go of it

Get it off your chest, I'm sick of you second guessing it

We lie, we cheat, we steal, we blame and then we leave

Then find our way to get right back in to end up on our knees

Practice the words you preach, give fucking everything to the bitter end

Stand for something

We should fight until this feeling's come and went,

we should fight until there's nothing left to give

Nothing left, No regret

I hope you choke before you come to your senses

What's done is done, get over it

But I get the feeling you won't let go of it

Get it off your chest, I'm sick of you second guessing it

Why don't you just say what needs to be said

I'll never know what goes on in your head