And I'm writing words on walls in clear ink
Words that remind me of you
I keep looking over at the wall
They appear and disappear
In a dripping crimson liquid
Seeping
I thought
Or blood
But I wanted to be sure
Because sometimes
I see worse
Than my dead grandmother
And I'm writing words on walls in clear ink
Words that remind me of you
My darling father, I know, he used to say
"Don't write on the walls"
But it won't hurt anything, I promise
Except the pressure of my blood
The nervous pulsation of my heart
In anticipation
Of his temper
And I'm writing words on walls in clear ink
Words that remind me of you
And I'm scrubbing the words
From the walls
In the clear ink
The words that remind me of you
I am still reminded of you
Looking at water stains
On the walls
As they dry
Until they're gone completely
Evaporating with my tears
Not bad, not bad at all
But I'd rather be reminded of you
Even if it puts me in a contemplative mood
Even if it pisses me off
And makes the sky look red and hellish
So I'll write more words on walls in my clear ink
Words that remind me of you
