Wash your dirty hands,
'cause you've had them all over me. Scrub with Brillo pads,
but I know you'll never come clean. And your friends say you're the victim,
I keep hearin' that I was wrong;
it's like my eight years were all one big con

'cause I, 'cause I said we'd be forever,
and I know I made that change.
Now we can't even be together even though you know that right now
I could use the friend to talk to.
These days my needs don't mean anything.

Eyes are never dry since the night you ran when I asked for help.
Talk of suicide made you wish you'd invested in someone else.
And I know you touched my heart and drew back a crippled fist,
but I need to hear the kind lips I kissed for years.

And I said we'd be forever,
and I know I made that change.
Now we can't even be together long enough to let resentment go away.
I thought things had settled;
I guess things'll rise to fall.
And our history misled me, so I was too comfortable.
'Cause you were so dutiful,
I figured I'd always have it made;
and then suddenly you're willing to trade losses for the saves.
And right now I could use a friend to talk to,
but these days my needs don't mean anything.

Your brand new friends have me all wrong;
tell them how I always mean well.
I feel the wedge they drive, so right now I'm pissed as hell.

And I could use a friend to talk to.
These days my needs don't mean anything.