CORRECT LYRICS

Lyrics : Soap

*Papers rustling*

There's all this dirt
Under my nails
Wouldn't you like to see
Where I went to high school?

Blood
Under my knuckles
You should've heard
The way I spoke last night

There is salt inside my mouth
Sugar on my tongue
Freckles on my cheeks
From good old-fashioned West Coast sun
I feel so beaten up and bruised
I don't know what I'm gonna do
I can't keep anything at all
From slipping through my wrecking claws
Except for (Mhm)

Soap
Under my nails
Can you imagine being
Back in high school?