Sweetened possessive farce

Our saints become sparse

And it's an option to be transparent

So in your soul that it's inherent

Now that you've found your wings (you want to fly)

Now that I've done those things (you've said goodbye)

It would be ample if only you'd trample

What you could not choke in life



Choke, choke, choke, choke



Now that you've sold your soul

What was the human toll

And oh your sacrifice (your sacrifice)

And oh what my vice (you were)

And it would be ample if only you'd trample

What you could not choke in life



Choke, choke, choke, choke



I could be anyone

I could be anything except for you

I could be anyone

I could be anything except for you

Except for you



Anything except for you

No, it had to be a lie it didn't rain twice

The clouds over my head but I'm not dead yet

I could be anyone

I could be anything except for you

I could be anyone

I could be anything except for you

Except for except for except for you

Except for except for except for you