Choked Up

Slip your fingers underneath the stitches of an off-white wedding gown
And I'll lay you in a marriage bed of haystack in a bloody briar crown
Our jaws are cauterized with alcohol, soldered shut by smoke
And I don't want you to return my calls or tell me dirty jokes

'Cause if I'm being honest, I haven't taken my medicine
Wasted, staying the night
I sleep on your floor in my clothes
You hide all your knives, with the bad dreams and the whiskey
Tell your friends don't miss me, I know you don't
Why would you?

Drive the length of the state and the sidewalk holds my fist
And you were trading silver that you found on someone else's lips
So don't you meet me in the front lawn for a hidden garden kiss
'Cause I see everyone I meet through the lenses on your wrists

'Cause if I'm being honest, I haven't taken my medicine
Wasted, staying the night
I sleep on your floor in my clothes
You hide all your knives, with the bad dreams and the whiskey
Tell your friends don't miss me, I know you don't

Why would you?
I know you don't
Why would you?
I know you don't
Why would you?