Wash My Hands - Lata Harbor, Marc E. Bassy, AUGUST 08

I need you

I wish I didn’t have to

It’s always so misleading

How you come and go

And do it all again

So filthy

They way that I’ve been cheated

Is it something that I said

That made you walk away

And do this all again

You want me when it’s easy

But you don’t stay for cleaning up

When I wipe up my feelings

That’s right when you’ve had enough

Say you’re done

It’s over

Then here comes the sorry

Tell you can’t live me without me

Baby you’re making a mess

I want to wash my hands

I can’t hold it together

I’m hurting

Why do you do me so dirty

Baby you’re making a mess

I want to wash my hands

Why do you want me to leave me

High and dry

'Bout to make a grown man cry

I didn’t want to do it

But I knew had to do it, so

That drama get addicting

But it’s dirty though

You were cool when you were mine

Now you a dirty hoe

How could I ever not take this personal

This my personal life

I’m gon' find me a wife

Fuck her on a plane

Now she got vertigo

On the way to countries

That you ain’t heard before

I see you stalking on the Gram

This ain’t no girl you know

We had a plan but I guess this how it’s working so

Say you’re done

It’s over

Then here comes the sorry

Tell you can’t live me without me

Baby you’re making a mess

I want to wash my hands

I can’t hold it together

I’m hurting

Why do you do me so dirty

Baby you’re making a mess

I want to wash my hands

I want to wash my hands

Wash my hands

And I’ve been washing down Tequila

Like down at the crib

Need more drink

Time to wheel in my slay

And stay away from you

Feelings connotations

God, I pray for you

All the good sex plans

And events have been cancelled

Wash my hands

Done with being mishandled

Take a ten second breath

'Cause your touch got effects

Out at the sink for thirty seconds

You want me when it’s easy

But you don’t stay for cleaning up

When I wipe up my feelings

That’s right when you’ve had enough

Say you’re done

It’s over

Then here comes the sorry

Tell you can’t live me without me

Baby you’re making a mess

I want to wash my hands

I can’t hold it together

I’m hurting

Why do you do me so dirty

Baby you’re making a mess

I want to wash my hands

I want to wash my hands

I want to wash my hands

I want to wash my hands