Keys are in my pocket
And they're rattling away


Some floral apartment
and a fiery escape


But I'm a wife in watercolors
I can wash away


Seventeen cold showers
Couldn't wash away


Save me
Save me
Save me from what I want


Save me
Save me

Save me from what I want

Save me

Save me
Save me from what I want


Honey, what reveals you
What you try and hide away
You could tell the planets

or your pillow case

But I'm a wife in watercolors

I can wash away
Seventeen cold showers
Couldn't wash away


Save me save me save me from what I want
Save me save me save me from what I want

Save me save me save me from what I want
Save me save me save me from what I want
Save me save me save me from what I want

Save me save me save me from what I want