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.