The summer sun gleans sickly off my jaundiced skin Reflecting last night's sins, all last night's sins I lie awake with your hot breath on my neck Our thoughts are separate, all thoughts are separate And while you're drifting off to sleep My bones will shake and seethe What do you want me to say? What do you want me to do? Say the same tender words And come running back to you? Or, don't you remember? You washed your hands of me You washed your hands of me Your wringing hands I have once flinched before under your desperate stare You cry that you are lost, all things are lost I don't seek cruelty, I've loved you all the while Please go your own way, make your own way And while you're drifting off to sleep My bones will shake and seethe What do you want me to say? What do you want me to do? Say the same tender words And come running back to you? Or, don't you remember? You washed your hands of me You washed your hands of me Your wringing hands