Spit In The Wind Lyrics

I scrape my fingernails
To get the green off these dirty teeth
I see you staring back at me
I always hated wishful thinking
But at least it's not a dream

Am I really crazy?
Do you really hate me?
Are we really thinking the same thing?
Father pissing on the Christmas tree
Suicide for the family

The homeless prophet on T.V.
Tells a story about love and time
I thought I lost her
But then I found her
Now she's sitting by my side