Afternoon

The TV lights the room Like a strobe against the wall I've watched all afternoon Without watching at all I'm thinking of you, dear Every moment I'm awake I tied my hands with rope, now want to escape Did I make a mistake? There's a demon on the loose He's a head-hunter, I'm sure 'Cause I saw him late last night Knocking on my bedroom door I have worries in my blood Pumping through my body's veins And when I speak, I don't make sense But believe me when I sing