Water On A Stove

My hair weeps for air, a shower and a comb
She's clean enough for me and looks good in yellow
I'm dissolved in alcohol but she's in perfect care
The queen of my worst dreams and I'm her biggest nightmare

Now i'm counting black sheep
To reacquaint myself with sleep
And when the storm cloud
Comes your still light
And you still shine yellow

Watch days evaporate like water on a stove
I'd find it easier to get blood out of stone
I wrote this slow song to make it go mainstream
So all the people know that you're my favourite bad scene

Now i'm counting black sheep
To reacquaint myself with sleep
And when the storm cloud
Comes your still light
And you still shine yellow

I can't get thoughts like this on a monday
I think I'll sleep in anyway
I can't get thoughts like this on a monday
I think I'll sleep in anyway

Now i'm counting black sheep
To reacquaint myself with sleep
And when the storm cloud
Now i'm counting black sheep
To reacquaint myself with sleep
And when the storm cloud
Comes your still light
And you still shine yellow