The Afghan Whigs - If I Were Going | Текст песни

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What should I tell her?
She's going to ask.
If I ignore it, it gets uncomfortable,
She'll want to argue about the past.
Still I think she believes me,
Every word I say.
I think I'm starting to believe it all myself.
Go ask the gentlemen who play it,
But hate to pay.

And it don't bleed and it don't breathe
It's locked its jaws and now it's swallowing.
It's in our heart, it's in our heads,
It's in our love, baby, it's in our bed.

It holds my arms down,
Sits upon my chest,
It waves its finger at me every night and day
And it don't rest.

And it don't breathe and it don't bleed,
It's locked its jaws and now it's swallowing.
It's all a lie, it's nearly dead,
It's in our hope, baby, it's in our bed.

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