Last night in my dreams
Sorrow spoke to me
How much longer must I stay?
But I can't sleep without your company
Last night in my sleep
Sorrow whispered to me
Will you write me a song?
But you've heard all of my words before

Choking on my words
My final communion
The bitter taste of red
Has replaced the wine
Choking on my words

I've been here before, I'm living off of cigarettes
Wake up every morning drenched in my regrets
Only thing you left is blank space in my bed
My fate in my hands now
I know that it's my own fault
Now I fear my own creation

Choking on my words
My final communion
The bitter taste of red
Has replaced the wine
Choking on my words
One more crack to break
I've been here before, I'm living off of cigarettes
Wake up every morning drenched in my regrets
One more touch to end it
Only thing you left is blank space in my bed
My fate in my hands now
A voice of an old friend
I've been here before, I'm living off of cigarettes
Wake up every morning drenched in my regrets
Or a monster I'm creating
Ohe only thing you left is blank space in my bed
My fate in my hands now

Choking on my words
(Oh)
Choking on my words
(Oh)
Choking on my words