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