Afghan Whigs

Afghan Whigs - If I Were Going

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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