Wash your heart off with hot water
Wash your mouth out with a Maker's neat
Walk until you kindly wander
Just make sure you're wandering towards me
You may wake as king tomorrow
If tonight you can just stay off the street
Where i know you feel free

This is not for your eyes to see
So won't you please stop staring at me
I think you better find a way out of here
'cause i don't think you'll like what I've become
I think you better find a way out of here
'cause i don't think you'll like what I've become

No, I cannot explain how we always find shelter from the rain
When it gets cold and we get carried away
Now we suffer from Sunday-window pain
You know, we will not be friends tomorrow
If tonight we just get under the sheets, and just feel free

This is not for your eyes to see
So won't you please stop staring at me
I think you better find a way out of here
'cause i don't think you'll like what I've become
I think you better find a way out of here
'cause i don't think you'll like what I've become
You know, it's getting very hard for me
To look in the mirror with no reflection of my face
But that is not the hardest part for me
It's just knowing i won't see the light of day