Tindersticks - Bathtime Lyrics
Theres a city filth that lingersAll over my ***** handsDeep into the weave of the clothes I wearAnd every step brings anotherEvery hour adds some moreTill Im on the other side leaning on your doorAre the taps running, darling?Is the air thick with steam?Can I find some place to cry these tears of shame?Every step brings anotherEvery hour adds some moreTill Im on the other side leaning on your doorTheres a smell so sweet its sicklyIt follows me into the roomHangs in the air like rotting perfumeI never bathe in it, darlingGot down on my hands and kneesGot in so far, I became, well, a part of it allIve been wading through itDont you know its up to my neck?And it wont be long fore its over my headAnd its the thought of you in my mind, keeps me. . .Thought I knew these streets, and how they turnCould always find my way homeTheres something there, cant leave it aloneThe trains they run all nightWe could leave everything behindJust bring that dress you bought when we first metI know its faded, darlingI know its tattered and wornIn that dress, I could never love you moreIve been wading through itDont you know its up to my neck?And it wont be long fore its over my headAnd I can suck it into my love, breathe it in
