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• Artiste: Kill Creek
• Titre: Dirty Hands
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Wash your dirty hands, 'cause you've had them all over me. Scrub with Brillo pads, but I know you'll never come clean. And your friends say you're the victim, I keep hearin' that I was wrong; it's like my eight years were all one big con 'cause I, 'cause I said we'd be forever, and I know I made that change. Now we can't even be together even though you know that right now I could use the friend to talk to. These days my needs don't mean anything. Eyes are never dry since the night you ran when I asked for help. Talk of suicide made you wish you'd invested in someone else. And I know you touched my heart and drew back a crippled fist, but I need to hear the kind lips I kissed for years. And I said we'd be forever, and I know I made that change. Now we can't even be together long enough to let resentment go away. I thought things had settled; I guess things'll rise to fall. And our history misled me, so I was too comfortable. 'Cause you were so dutiful, I figured I'd always have it made; and then suddenly you're willing to trade losses for the saves. And right now I could use a friend to talk to, but these days my needs don't mean anything. Your brand new friends have me all wrong; tell them how I always mean well. I feel the wedge they drive, so right now I'm pissed as hell. And I could use a friend to talk to. These days my needs don't mean anything.