Keys are in my pocket And they're rattling away
Some floral apartment and a fiery escape
But I'm a wife in watercolors I can wash away
Seventeen cold showers Couldn't wash away
Save me Save me Save me from what I want
Save me Save me Save me from what I want
Save me Save me Save me from what I want
Honey, what reveals you What you try and hide away You could tell the planets or your pillow case
But I'm a wife in watercolors I can wash away Seventeen cold showers Couldn't wash away
Save me save me save me from what I want Save me save me save me from what I want Save me save me save me from what I want Save me save me save me from what I want Save me save me save me from what I want Save me save me save me from what I want
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