Intoxicated Hands - Damien Jurado

She took advantage of intoxicated hands

And he pretended to be asleep

But underneath the blankets

Their legs linked like a chain

Now come tomorrow morning

How will you explain?

Was it that whiskey talking

Or is it your heart

That made you say I love you to me

As you held me in your arms

And you’ll have the explanation

For that, what has come about

I loved you, seven long years

And now, that you found me out

Just get out

I was just like the others

I wanted to be more

Shame it took that whiskey baby

To bring me to your door

You’ll have the explanations

For that what has come about

When I loved you seven long years, my boy, and

Now that you found me out

Just get out