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 and 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