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If I Were Going - The Afghan Whigs

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 it's 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 it's 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