Текст песни: Afghan Whigs, The - If I Were Going
(Dulli)
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 & 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 & 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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(Dulli)
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 & 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 & 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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