Baby's born on a 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 there gonna know you lied
Why the hell don't you throw yourself away? You know there gonna burn it down
Wash my, hands of this You notice how god ain't even helping you out You notice how god ain't even helping you Why the hell don't you throw yourself away? You know there gonna burn it down
So keep the way you're feeling anonymous And hide it all until the day you die Your secrets safe, at least you thought it was 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 there gonna burn it down
Wash my, hands of this You notice how god ain't even helping you out You notice how god ain't even helping you Why the hell don't you throw yourself away? You know there gonna burn it down
Baby's born on a 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"
Damn you for thinking we would 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 throw yourself away? You know there gonna burn it down Wash my, hands of this You notice how god ain't even helping you out You notice how god ain't even helping you Why the hell don't you throw yourself away? You know there gonna burn it down
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