Frank Black
Frank Black
Frank Black
Frank Black
Frank Black
Frank Black
Frank Black
Frank Black
Frank Black
Frank Black
Frank Black
Frank Black
Frank Black
Frank Black
Frank Black
Frank Black
Frank Black
Frank Black
Frank Black
Frank Black
Frank Black
Frank Black
Frank Black
Frank Black
Frank Black
Frank Black
Frank Black
Frank Black
Sitting
Sitting
Sitting
Sitting here wishing on the cement floor
Just wishing that I had just something you wore
I put it on when I go lonely
Will you take off your dress and send it to me?
(lonely, lonely, lonely, lonely, lonely, lonely, lonely)
I miss your kiss and then I miss your head
And a letter in your writing doesn't mean you're not dead
Run outside in the desert heat
(dead, dead, dead, dead, dead, dead, dead, dead)
Make your dress all wet then send it to me
(dead, dead, dead, dead, dead, dead, dead, dead)
(lonely, lonely, lonely, lonely, lonely, lonely, lonely)
I miss your soup and I miss your bread
(dead, dead, dead, dead, dead, dead, dead, dead)
(lonely, lonely, lonely, lonely, lonely, lonely, lonely)
And a letter in your writing doesn't mean you're not dead
(dead, dead, dead, dead, dead, dead, dead, dead)
(lonely, lonely, lonely, lonely, lonely, lonely, lonely)
So spill your breakfast and drip your wine
(dead, dead, dead, dead, dead, dead, dead, dead)
(lonely, lonely, lonely, lonely, lonely, lonely, lonely)
Just wear that dress when you dine
(dead, dead, dead, dead, dead, dead, dead, dead)
(lonely, lonely, lonely, lonely, lonely, lonely, lonely)
(ay, ay, ay, ay, ay, ay, ay, ay, ay, ay, ay, ay)
Sitting here wishing on a cement floor
(dead, dead, dead, dead, dead, dead, dead, dead)
(lonely, lonely, lonely, lonely, lonely, lonely, lonely)
(ay, ay, ay, ay, ay, ay, ay, ay, ay, ay, ay, ay)
Just wishing that I had just something you wore
(dead, dead, dead, dead, dead, dead, dead, dead)
(lonely, lonely, lonely, lonely, lonely, lonely, lonely)
(ay, ay, ay, ay, ay, ay, ay, ay, ay, ay, ay, ay)
Bloody your hands on a cactus tree
(dead, dead, dead, dead, dead, dead, dead, dead)
(lonely, lonely, lonely, lonely, lonely, lonely, lonely)
(ay, ay, ay, ay, ay, ay, ay, ay, ay, ay, ay, ay)
Wipe it on your dress and send it to me
(dead, dead, dead, dead, dead, dead, dead, dead)
(lonely, lonely, lonely, lonely, lonely, lonely, lonely)
(ay, ay, ay, ay, ay, ay, ay, ay, ay, ay, ay, ay)
Sitting here wishing on a cement floor
(dead, dead, dead, dead, dead, dead, dead, dead)
(lonely, lonely, lonely, lonely, lonely, lonely, lonely)
(ay, ay, ay, ay, ay, ay, ay, ay, ay, ay, ay, ay)
Just wishing that I had just something you wore
(dead, dead, dead, dead, dead, dead, dead, dead)
(lonely, lonely, lonely, lonely, lonely, lonely, lonely)
(ay, ay, ay, ay, ay, ay, ay, ay, ay, ay, ay, ay)
(dead, dead, dead, dead, dead, dead, dead, dead)
(lonely, lonely, lonely, lonely, lonely, lonely, lonely)
(ay, ay, ay, ay, ay, ay, ay, ay, ay, ay, ay, ay)
Cactus was written by Frank Black.
Cactus was produced by Andy Diagram & Keith Moliné.
Frank Black released Cactus on Tue Oct 12 2004.