Or, Don't You Remember? - American Steel

The summer sun gleans sickly off my jaundiced skin

Reflecting last night’s sins, all last night’s sins

I lie awake with your hot breath on my neck

Our thoughts are separate, all thoughts are separate

And while you’re drifting off to sleep

My bones will shake and seethe

What do you want me to say?

What do you want me to do?

Say the same tender words

And come running back to you?

Or, don’t you remember?

You washed your hands of me

You washed your hands of me

Your wringing hands

I have once flinched before under your desperate stare

You cry that you are lost, all things are lost

I don’t seek cruelty, I’ve loved you all the while

Please go your own way, make your own way

And while you’re drifting off to sleep

My bones will shake and seethe

What do you want me to say?

What do you want me to do?

Say the same tender words

And come running back to you?

Or, don’t you remember?

You washed your hands of me

You washed your hands of me

Your wringing hands