Soap

There's all this dirt under my nails

Wouldn't you like to see where I went to high school?

Blood under my knuckles

You should have heard the way I spoke last night

There is salt inside my mouth

Sugar on my tongue

Freckles on my cheeks

From good old-fashioned west coast sun

I feel so beaten up and bruised

I don't know what I'm gonna do

I can't keep anything at all

From slipping through my raccoon claws

Except for

♪

Soap under my nails

Can you imagine being back in high school?

Blood scratched from my knuckles

You should have called, but I guess so should I

♪

There's salt inside my veins

Sugar on my tongue

Crinkles by my eyes

From goddam fucking west coast sun

I feel so beaten up and bruised

I don't know what I'm gonna do

I can't keep anything at all

From slipping through my raccoon claws

Except for

♪

Soap under my nails

I never asked for this

I'm just one creature

Blood trapped in my knuckles

I don't know what I wanted

I didn't think it was this

There's sugar in my mouth

Liquor on my tongue

Freckles on my cheeks

From fucking goddam west coast fun

I feel so beaten up and used

I don't know what I'm gonna do

I can't keep anything at all

From slipping through my racoon claws

Except for

The soap