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Hang up the phone as I close my eyes
I shut out the noise rising up against my mind
He said:
"I could've loved you ...
.. if you could've been clean."
Could I be like her to you?
Could I be your beauty queen?
Could I be your dream machine?
... not when I'm so unclean ...
Smiles painted over scar tissue,
laugh when he comes in.
Says:
"She's everything I'm needing,
She fits like a second skin."
Never could've made you feel that right.
Never was good enough ...
He said:
"You might've been pretty ..
... if you could've been clean."
Is she all that better to look at then me?
"Even when I would die for you?" I scream
But I just can't make you understand.
And I just can't make you see.
.... not when I'm so unclean ....
Well, I'm still here
And I'm okay
The TV says:
"Tomorrow is another day."
Almost enough to make me want to stay,
In my dreams to hold you to yesterday.
This room,
It's cold and greay when the clock
Hits five.
But I don't sleep
And I don't think.
There's no point when you're so
Covered in dirt.
There's no point in trying to be a little clean ...
But he said:
"Maybe you and me could've worked out after all...
... if you could've been clean."
I haven't slept for weeks
And the phone...
Oh, it's been ringing day and night.
Even if I'm the one to talk to ...
I know it's not for me.
There's spider webs in the corners,
And there's dust in the halls.
It doesn't matter to me.
It doesn't matter much at all ....
I am all right....
I am all right ...
I am ...
I am ...
... Unclean ...
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