You're heart is served cold
You're sights are set in perfect stone
And when you go you go alone
And when you stand you're on your own

I wash the streets from your skin when you come home
I wash the streets from your skin when you come home

We're nothing like friends
You have no time to lend
And if you're guilt then I'm the shame
And if I'm hurt then you're the blame

You wash my trace from your skin and you leave again
You wash my trace from your skin and you leave again

Love is gourds
Life left with anons

Random laid plans
Forty days of one night stands
And when you go you go alone
You walk the cross you made your own

I wash the streets from your skin when you come home
I wash the streets from your skin when you come home

The streets from your skin
The streets from your skin
The streets from your skin
The streets from your skin
The streets from your skin
The streets from your skin
The streets from your skin