Cactus

sitting here wishing on a cement floor

just wishing that i had just something you wore



i put it on when i go lonely

will you take off your dress and send it to me?



i miss your kissin' and i miss your head

and a letter in your writing doesn't mean you're not dead

run outside in the desert heat

make your dress all wet and send it to me



i miss your soup and i miss your bread

and a letter in your writing doesn't mean you're not dead

so spill your breakfast and drip your wine

just wear that dress when you dine



P-I-X-I-E-S



sitting here wishing on a cement floor

just wishing that i had just something you wore



bloody your hands on a cactus tree

wipe it on your dress and send it to me



sitting here wishing on a cement floor

just wishing that i had just something you wore