Wishing Well - Screaming Females

I’m still home when the telephone rings

I’m impartial and a martyr

It’s quite clear wearing all of my rings

I’m less than feed or fodder

If you want I’ll do it

But I’m so ill-equipped

I’m a knot in the stitch

Try the last call and dream

On the next try I’ll be much sweeter

Yeah, in the next life I’ll be better

I toss dimes in the wishing well

And I’m broke cause you took all of me

My tombstone on a grassy hill

It’s a matter of fact, all my change goes to hell

Dig deep find the villain inside

The one you dare not speak of

Find peace at the end of the line

The dial tone is your true love

Yeah, in the next life I’ll be better

I toss dimes in the wishing well

I toss dimes in the wishing well

I toss dimes in the wishing well

It’s a matter of fact, all my change goes to hell