Lyrics
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
