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