Water On a Stove Lyrics

My hair weeps for air, a shower and a comb
Shes clean enough for me and looks good in yellow
Dissolved in alcohol but shes in perfect care
The queen of my worst dreams but her biggest nightmareAnd counting black sheep
To reacquaint myself with sleep
And when the storm cloud comes
Youre still light and you still shine yellowWatch days evaporate like water on a stove
Id 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 youre my favorite bad sceneAnd counting black sheep
To reacquaint myself with sleep
And when the storm cloud comes
Youre still light and you still shine yellowI cant get thoughts like this on a Monday
I think Ill sleep in anyway
I cant get thoughts like this on a Monday
I think Ill sleep in anywayHeyAnd counting black sheep
To reacquaint myself with sleep
And when the storm cloudAnd counting black sheep

To reacquaint myself with sleep
And when the storm cloud comes
Youre still light and you still shine yellowAnd you shine, yellow