Senses Fail - Choce On This

Half smoked cigarettes and you're the trash
That infests my sheets
Can't make a wife out of a whore
Don't want your skin on me

And you're,
You're addicted to the drug of lust
A detox in the cold sweat of shame
And I love your pain

I gave you these roses now but I left in the thorns
I'd rather hurt someone than hurt myself
I'll dispose of you like a lighter out of fuel
I'll lose you somewhere on a dusty shelf

So this love's been worn down, like songs on a tape
The sex has lost all of its fun, like gum loses taste And you're
You're addicted to the drug of lust
A detox in the cold sweat of shame
And I love your pain

I gave you these roses now but I left in the thorns
I'd rather hurt someone than hurt myself
I'll dispose of you like a lighter out of fuel
I'll lose you somewhere on the shelf

I'm here, lying in your bed, babe
Remember what you said to me
"You can be my James Dean; I'll be your sweet queen"

I said that you were my first, but you weren't even close, now
Like a frame in a movie, you're just one of many
Can you grant me one last wish?
Play russian roulette as we kiss
I'll be your cheap novelty
Blow your brains out on me

I gave you these roses now but I left in the thorns
I'd rather hurt someone than hurt myself
I'll dispose of you like a lighter out of fuel
I'll lose you somewhere on the shelf