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 the 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 ought   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