Baby's born on the bathroom floor Her mother prays that it'll never cry But nothing's wrong, you've got your prom dress on When they ask you'll say "It isn't mine" You know they're gonna know you lied
Why the hell don't you throw yourself away You know they're gonna burn it down Wash my hands of this You notice how God ain't even helping you out Wash my hands of this You notice how God ain't even helping you Why the hell don't you throw yourself away You know they're gonna burn it down
So keep the way you feel anonymous And hide it all until the day you die Your secret's safe, at least you thought it was But you can only keep it for a little while And now you're terrified
Why the hell don't you throw yourself away You know they're gonna burn it down Wash my hands of this You notice how God ain't even helping you out Wash my hands of this You notice how God ain't even helping you Why the hell don't you throw yourself away You know they're gonna burn it down
Baby's born on the bathroom floor Her mother prays that it'll never cry But nothing's wrong, you've got your prom dress on When they ask you'll say "It isn't mine" And damn you for thinking we will never know And damn you for thinking we would never mind Only reason that you made it this far You never asked Him but you never tried
Why the hell don't you throw yourself away Why the hell don't you blow yourself away You know they're gonna burn it down Wash my hands of this You notice how God ain't even helping you out Wash my hands of this You notice how God ain't even helping you
Wash my hands of this You notice how God ain't even helping you out Wash my hands of this You notice how God ain't even helping you
Why the hell don't you blow yourself away You know they're gonna burn it downTeksty umieszczone na naszej stronie są własnością wytwórni, wykonawców, osób mających do nich prawa.
