Cactus

Sitting here
 Wishing on a cement floor
 Just wishing that
 I had just something you wore
 I put it on when I go lonely
 Will you take off your dress
 And send it to me?
 I miss your kissin'
 And i miss your head
 And a letter in your writing
 Doesn't mean you're not dead
 Just run outside in the desert heat
 Make your dress all wet
 And send it to me
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 I miss your soup and I miss your bread
 And a letter in your writing
 Doesn't mean you're not dead
 
 So spill your breakfast
 And drip your wine
 Just wear that dress when you dine
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 D-A-V-I-D
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 So, sitting here wishing
 On a cement floor
 Just wishing that i had just something you wore
 Bloody your hands on a Cactus tree
 Wipe'em on your dress
 And send it to me
 Sitting here wishing on a cement floor
 Just wishing that i had just something you wore