Lyrics: Robert Hunter
Music: Robert Hunter
The eleventh part of Robert Hunter's Amagamalin Street.
Face me!
Don't make a sound
You got nothing to be scared of
I won't knock you around
I know you been making love
I think it's insane
How can you let him drag you down
then run to him again?
Face me!
Face me!
I'm not asking you to leave him for me
Lord knows I'm shot anyway
Still out fighting the long, long war
Ain't much else to say
I won't cross the street for your chances
ressurecting that bum
Damn these twisted romances
He'll beat you like a drum
Face me!
Face me!
I won't be the one that does it
But I won't cry when he falls
His life don't mean nothing to me
Just drag you down is all
Face me!
Face me!
I just want you to face me
Why should you pretend it didn't go down?
I'm not your other man, remember
I won't knock you around
Yeah, of course I'm bitter as hell
Got every right to be
I pray to God you find someone else
even if it isn't me
Face me!
Face me!
Got one more thing to say
Honey, you can go or you can stay
Either way be straight with me
You know there's no other way
I'm sick of the whole damned show
Get out if you've got a mind
I don't pretend to know what it means
but I'm not deaf, dumb and blind
Face me!
Face me!
| Robert Hunter Recordings | |||||
| Date | Album | Recorded By | |||
| 1984 | Amagamalin Street | Robert Hunter (note 1) | |||
"Alerted by her bruises, Murphy realizes that Maggie has been secretly seeing Chet again. He angrily demands that she face him with the truth - and that she look at the truth herself. He admits that she could do better than a war casualty like himself - that his only concern at this point is that she not allow herself to be dragged to destruction by her morbid fascination for Chet."