Lyric Wash Her Away

Eyes like a slash across her face
Lips I d kill a man to taste
Whatever this stuff is, I m buying
Whatever it does, I ll do it til I m dying

I can t wash her away
It s getting under my skin
I can t wash her away
I can feel her closing in

Hands like a carnival of queens
Hair like a heart attack of dreams
A voice so soft you could cut it with a kiss
Screams so small you could hold them in your fist
Little white fingertips running up your back
Little needling scores where her nails leave a track

I can t wash her away
She s living in my skin
I can t seem to wash her away
I can feel her closing in

Eyes like a slash across her face
Lips so damn sweet you d cut your tonuge out for a taste
Whatever this stuff is, I m buying
If she s nothing but a coffin least she s good enough to die in
She s a ballroom full of dancing chairs
She s a child in disguise hiding bullets in her hair
A voice so soft you could cut it with a kiss
Screams so small you could hold them in your fist
Every one night stand is a six week stretch
Craving her arms twisted up around your neck
Skin so white, a heart so pure
If you opeden up her veins you d see the light run through her