Bathtime

There's a city filth that lingers

All over my neck and hands

Deep into the weave of the clothes I wear

And every step brings another

Every yard adds some more

Till I'm on the other side leaning on your door

Are the taps running, darling?

Is the air thick with steam?

Can I find some place to cry these tears of shame?

And every step brings another

Every yard adds some more

Till I'm on the other side leaning on your door

There's a smell so sweet it's sickly

It follows me into the room

Hangs in the air like rotting perfume

I never bathed in it, darling

Got down on my hands and knees

Got in so far, I became, well, a part of it all

I've been wading through it

Don't you know it's up to my neck

And it won't be long before it's over my head

And it's the thought of you in my mind that keeps me here

Thought I knew these streets, I knew how they turn

I could always find my way home

There's something there, I can't leave it alone

The trains they run all night

We could leave everything behind

Just bring that dress you wore when we first met

I know it's faded, darling

I know it's tattered and worn

In that dress, I could never love you more

I've been wading through it

Don't you know it's up to my neck

And it won't be long before it's over my head

Then I can suck it into my lungs and breathe it in