clean

I wish I could take soap to my bones and

Make the feeling of you go

I think you're in the marrow

I think you're in the marrow

I wish I could poke a hole in my brain and

Let the memory of your hands drain out of my veins

I think that you're in my veins

I used to think you made me ugly

I used to think you made me blind

Yeah you might be a part of me now

But that doesn't make me any less mine