Standard (EADGBE)

Verse

Slow is the memory

I can picture her standing right in front of me

Orange blossoms crushed on concrete

I walk around with bare feet

And I know you want me

Can't remember everything

Her skin it tastes like sugar cane

And I had already gotten there before I came

My tank is empty

And I know you're thirsty

Chorus

I have already tried to explain myself

It's not that I love someone else

But I can't bear to listen to you cry

I'm sick of all these wasted years

A rag for someone else's tears

I wring you out as I hang you out to dry

Breakdown

'mon 'mon

Get off the phone

Please come home

It's been so lonely since you've been gone

you won't surround me

up and down me

Be all around me

Baby I can't breathe no more