Wash

I stoooood,

in the kitchen till three in the mornin’

Starin’ at dishes like they owed me somethin’

Every promise you broke piled up in the sink

Every dream went straight down the drain

So I wash my hands of it allllll

Scrub ’til the water runs cold

No more carryin’ your ghosts through the hall

I wash my hands of it allllll

Your voice still rattles round in the pipes

But I ain’t gonna tighten the strips

Let it leak, let it stain, let it fall

I’m done playin’ janitor to your walls

Yeah I wash my hands of it allllll

Soap in my eyes, still I’m gone

No more bleedin’ for someone so small

I wash my hands of it allllll

suds circle the drain like old apologies

Watch ’em spiral…

then they’re just

memory…

gone.

I wash my hands.

I’m out.