Текст The Afghan Whigs – Double Day

It was a Saturday
I came home early drunk with love
And other things
I must confess I love it all

Later that afternoon
My paranoia got the best of me
I knew it would, it always do
I made the call
Pretend that I can hardly wait
To put that smile back on my face
It’s coming soon
I’m going to the moon

If you pretend, then I imitate
My friend, come crucify my heart
I wanna get it on
I wanna get it on

And in the evening when I sleep
My situation changes nightly
Sometimes it comes, sometimes it goes
Sometimes I feel I’ll never know

Tonight’s the night I take it home
White knuckle happy and alone
With no one in the room but me
I see I finally see