Keys are in my pocket and they rattle you away seventh floor apartment and a fiery escape but I'm a wife in watercolors, I can wash away what 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
Honey, what reveals you is 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 what 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