Intro: 3x Eyes like a slash across her face Lips I'd kill a man to taste What - ever this stuff is I'm buying What - ever it does I'll do it 'til I'm dying < I can't wash her a - way It's getting under my skin I can't wash her a - way I can feel her closing in Hands like a carnival of queens Hair like a heart attack of dreams 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 a - way She's living in my skin I can't seem to wash her a - way I can feel her closing in Break: 3x Eyes like a slash across her face Lips so damn sweet you'd cut your tongue out for a taste What - ever 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 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 (y´ can´t wash her a - way) Craving her arms twisted up around your neck Skin so white a heart so pure (y´ can´t wash her a - way) If you open up her veins you'd see the light run through her you can´t wash her a - way you can´t wash her a - way you can´t wash her a - way //