Breaking Dishes – Mike’s Musical Monday

I wrote this song a long time ago. It’s a testament to my lack of personal and artistic growth that I still like to play it sometimes, and it still makes sense to me. I take some consolation in the fact that my grammar’s improved.

You’re always kissing somebody goodbye
You act like someone tells you what to do
God moves in mysterious ways
But he ain’t got nothing on you
He ain’t got nothing on you, baby
He ain’t got nothing on you

Surrounded by miserable ambition
And loneliness that’s becoming tradition
These ropes are cutting into my chest
And ain’t we just like all the rest?
Well, ain’t we just like the rest now, baby?
Ain’t we just like all the rest?

Breaking dishes
That’s one less to wash
Burning bridges
Just means we’ve got one less to cross

She wears leather, never loose
And when she moves it sounds just like a noose
But I’d give everything that I own
Just to get her all alone
Well, just to get you alone my baby
Just to get you all alone

Breaking dishes
That’s one less to wash
Burning bridges
Just means we’ve got one less to cross

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