Water on a Stove

My hair weeps for air, a shower & a comb. she's clean enough for me & looks good in yellow. I'm dissolved in alcohol but she's in perfect care. The queen of my worst dreams & I'm her biggest nightmare. Now I'm counting black sheep to reacquaint my self with sleep & when the storm cloud comes your still light & you still shine yellow. Watch days evaporate like water on a stove. I'd find it easier to get blood out of a stone. I wrote this song slow to make it go mainstream so all the people know that your my favorite bad scene. [chorus] I can't get thoughts like this on a monday. I think ill sleep in anyway. I can't get thoughts like this on a monday. I think ill sleep in anyway. [chorus] --- Water on a Stove - Kisschasy