My hair weeps for air, a shower and a comb
She's clean enough for me and looks good in yellow.
Im dissolved in alcohol but she's in perfect care.

The queen of my worst dreams and I'm her biggest...
nightmare.


Now I'm counting black sheep
To reacquaint myself with sleep
And when the storm cloud comes you're still light and you still

shine yellow.

Watch days evaporate like water on a stove.

I'd 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 you're my favourite bad scene.


Now I'm counting black sheep
To reacquaint myself with sleep

And when the storm cloud comes you're still light and you still
shine yellow.


I can't get thoughts like this on a Monday.
I think I'll sleep anyway.
I can't get thoughts like this on a Monday.

I think I'll sleep anyway.

HEY


Now I'm counting black sheep
To reacquaint myself with sleep

And when the storm cloud.

Now I'm counting black sheep

To reacquaint myself with sleep
And when the storm cloud comes you're still light and you still
shine yellow.