Instant of the Hour After - Suzanne Vega

That's enough

Out of you

Tonight

My darling

This show is over for now

The monkey is dead

I detest all this drunken brawling

Now let's see if you can make it

Into this bed

How I love you

How I

Loathe you

It's a sharp quick love

I feel

My darling

You're not as drunk as you seem

So why pretend

On your cheek that sweet

Shadow falling

The pulse in your neck how I'll

Know it

Right to the end

How I love you

How I

Loathe you

And all you can say is

Reverberating acuity

Lousy simile

Vacant majesty

In the instant of the hour after

Well right now

It's you and me

My darling

Trapped here inside of this bottle

Drowning like flies

When the frenzy's over

We're crawling

Specimens

Spent and exhausted

We press to the sides

How I love you

How I loathe

You