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.