Well I see breakfast on the table

And I can smell you in the halls

Lord knows Iíd cry if I was able

But that wonít get me through tomorrow

And no itís not like I was counting

Or thought that weíd run out of days

So Iíll be holding onto something

Breathing the air you took away

I, Iíll keep a picture of you one the wall, of you on the wall

And choke on the memories

Iíll keep a message of you if you call, of you if you call

And choke on the memories

Choke, choke, yeah

Choke, choke

Well Iíve been looking for some new worlds

To say just how you got to me

I wrote some letters that I might burn

Cause then youíre not just history

Oh and I see your clothes in the closet

I hear your phone ringing in the drawer

Iím not hoping for an answer

Iím just knocking at your door, oh

I keep your picture of you on the wall, of you on the wall

And choke on the memories

Iíll keep a message of you if you call, of you if you call

Choke, choke, yeah

Choke, choke, yeah

Iíll keep a picture of you on the wall, of you on the wall

And choke on the memories

Iíll keep the message of you if you call, of you if you call

Choke, choke, yeah

Choke, choke, yeah

Well I see breakfast on the table

And I can smell you in the halls