Yellow Cotton Dress

The yellow cotton dress 
Is beautiful no doubt 
But it becomes a motherfucker 
When you fill it out 
You're everywhere 
The silverware you used 
Is on the table still 
Someone else will have to move it 
Because I never will 
You're everywhere 
The pillow on your side 
Is practically brand new 
But it can't offer comfort to me 
Until it smells of you 
You're everywhere