What We Talk About Lyrics - Old 97's

Well the hour is late for a visit on a whim 

Well the hour is late for a quiet drunken talk 

I don't begrudge you the anger in your voice 

No I don't begrudge you anything at all 

'Cause I know that the time is scarce in Laredo with your friends 

You're on holiday, on a bender, in a daze 

You find all night food in a diner full of noise 

Where the bad mood walks like ants across your plates 

'Cause I know what this is, this is what we talk about 

When we talk about love, when we talk about love 

Yeah I know what this is, this is what we talk about 

When we talk about love, when we talk about love 

Well the city lights are on fuses that have blown 

So the city sleeps, 'cause there's nothin' else to do 

Well the couch is deep and the phone receiver's warm 

I miss you much too badly to convey to you