I May Hate Myself In The Morning...
OH
MY
GAWD.
Ok, so he heard it first. But boy oh boy. Is this song US.
"It came years late, but there it is...".
It is SCARY how whomever wrote this song (I doubt it was Lee Ann Womack, who sings it, but you never know) just NAILED IT. To the letter. This would probably be our life if both of us lived in the same town.
And here it is....
I MAY HATE MYSELF IN THE MORNING
Ain't it just like one of us to pick up the phone and call after a couple of drinks,
And say: "How you been? I been wonderin' that maybe you've been thinkin' 'bout me."
And somewhere in the conversation, an old familiar invitation always arrives,
An' I may hate myself in the morning, but I'm gonna love you tonight.
Everyone's known someone that they just can't help but want;
And even though we just can't make it work out, well the want-to lingers on.
So once again we wind up in each other's arms, pretending that it's right,
An' I may hate myself in the morning, but I'm gonna love you tonight.
I know it's wrong, but it ain't easy moving on.
So why can't two friends remember the good times once again?
Tomorrow when I wake up, I'll be feeling a little guilty, an' a little sad,
Thinkin' how it used to be before everything went bad.
An' I guess that's what it is, in lonely late night calls like this, that we try to find;
An' I may hate myself in the morning, but I'm gonna love you tonight.
I may hate myself in the morning, but I'm gonna love you tonight.
Wow.
