Afghan Whigs

Angel, I'm sober,
I got off that stuff
just like you asked me to.
Angel, come closer
so the stink of your lies
sinks into my memory.

She said, baby,
forever, but I don't like to be alone,
so don't stay away too long.
Now, baby,
forever, well it's Tuesday now,
I hear him breathing inside of her.

Let me drink,
let me tie off.
I'm really slobbering now.
Let it stink,
let it dry up.
It's impossible.
How?

Angel, forever,
don't you promise me
what you cannot deliver.
Now, Angel, together,
I'll be waiting for you
on Fountain and Fairfax.

Let me drink,
let me tie off.
I'm really slobbering now.
Let it stink,
let it dry up.
It's impossible.
How?

Let it stink,
let it dry up.
Dry up.
Dry up.