Dirty Dishes
Deer TickVersion1
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And I cried all night, you
created a stream and it flows forever
it's made of dreams that
didn't come true and I'm sorry,
there's nothing more that I can do
When we get together
Take apart my fantasy
And we are done
We'll work on you
As we lie motionless, staring at the ceiling
Back turned up against the wall
And now I can barely see
Straight to the back of my skull
And i'm shivering all night long
Yes, my skin is clear and you can see what I'm thinking
I'm thinking hard about all the things I've been dreaming
I've been dreaming about you and only you
turn the land into waste
And bury it in parking lots
I'm constantly turned off
by the look of the flock
And it's turning in an hour from tonight
I've got nothing to look forward to
Cause I killed all the flowers
And that cold wind will blow
Tear the skin off your nose and you've got nothing to be grateful for
It's your list of wishing
It's some dirty dishes and you wanted more
And you got left, and it hurt
Oh but it could be worse
Yeah, things could be so much worse
Feedback please.
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Readable chord sheet for Dirty Dishes by Deer Tick
[Am7] [G] [C] [F] [C] [G] [C] [F] [C] [G] [C] [G] [Am7]And I c[G]ried all ni[C]ght, you cr[F]eated a stream and it f[C]lows forever [G]it's made of d[C]reams that [F]didn't come true and I'm[C] sorry, there's nothing mor[G]e that I can d[C]o [G] When we get together Take apart my fantasy And we are done We'll work on you As we lie motionless, staring at the ceiling Back turned up against the wall And now I can barely see Straight to the back of my skull And i'm shivering all night long Yes, my skin is clear and you can see what I'm thinking I'm thinking hard about all the things I've been dreaming I've been dreaming about you and only you turn the land into waste And bury it in parking lots I'm constantly turned off by the look of the flock And it's turning in an hour from tonight I've got nothing to look forward to Cause I killed all the flowers And that cold wind will blow Tear the skin off your nose and you've got nothing to be grateful for It's your list of wishing It's some dirty dishes and you wanted more And you got left, and it hurt Oh but it could be worse Yeah, things could be so much worse Feedback please.