Dirty Dishes

And I cried all night

You created a stream and it flows forever

It's made of dreams that didn't come true

And I'm sorry, there's nothing more that

I can do When we get together

Take apart my fantasy

And when we are done

We'll work on you

It's sweet, lie motionless just staring at the ceiling

With your back turned up against the wall

And now I clearly see

Straight to the back of my skull

And I've been shivering all night long

And my skin is clear and you can see what

I'm thinking

I'm thinking hard about all the things

I've been dreaming

I've been dreaming about you and only you

Turn the land into waste

And bury it in parking lots

And I'm constantly turned off

By the look of the clock

And it's turning in hours

And I got nothing to look forward to '

Cause I killed all the flowers

And that cold wind will blow

Tear the skin off your nose and you've got nothing to be grateful for

It's your list of wishes

It's some dirty dishes and you wanted more

And you got left, and it hurt

Oh but it could be worse

Yeah, things could be so much worse