Take me back to that passive time
Where words had their weight, but no passion to hide
If we could take back all the things we said
Then maybe I wouldn't be alone in this bed
But that was then and this is now
We're so fucked up the jury's out again
You said that things would be different
There's nothing left to figure out now
If I could fade, I'd fade away for you
And let a better man come be true to you, be true to you
There's all these empty bottles lying on my floor
We try to sink but we're washed back to shore
But that was then and this is now
We're so fucked up the jury's out again
You said that things would be different now
There's nothing left to figure out now
If I could fade, I'd fade away for you
And let a better man come be true for you, be true for you
When all is stripped away
We will see that our love's an empty
Beneath all our smiles hides our shame
And you know I'm the one to blame
So take me away, take me away
Under those waves and wash me clean
I can't forget the smell of your hair or the look in your eyes
Or the way that you smile that rips past the lies
I need to go, and be free
From the stars in the sky and the alcohol lies
And the few sleepless nights and the dim morning light
I need to go and be free
When all is stripped away
We will see that our love's an empty frame
Beneath all our smiles hides our shame
And you know I'm the one to blame
I'm the one to blame
Wash me clean
Just wash me clean
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