BLEACH
Think a part of me died when I fell off cloud nine
And I can't decide if I like the truth more than the lie
You sold me, everyone told me
You'd do me dirty
Like a used car I bought, when I drove it off the lot
All the wheels fell off
And you just left me there to rot
You sold me, everyone told me you'd do me dirty
Like Jekyll and Hyde
When you twisted the knife
Did you ever think twice
About the stains that you would leave behind?
Would someone please pass me the bleach?
So I can wash these feelings off of me
And I can live in my own make-believe
That I never met you and you never met me
Cleaning up your mess
Another thing I need to disinfect
You got one too many faces
Never know which one I'm gonna get
Tellin' me you love me while you wrap your hands around my neck
Always saying you love me every single time you left
Like Jekyll and Hyde
When you twisted the knife
Did you ever think twice
About the stains that you would leave behind?
Would someone please pass me the bleach?
So I can wash these feelings off of me
And I can live in my own make-believe
That I never met you and you never met me
Would someone please pass me the bleach?
So I can wash these feelings off of me
And I can live in my own make-believe
That I never met you and you never met me
Ah, bleach, ah, bleach
Ah, bleach
And I can live in my own make-believe (ah, bleach, ah)
That I never met you, and you never met me (ah)
And I can't decide if I like the truth more than the lie
You sold me, everyone told me
You'd do me dirty
Like a used car I bought, when I drove it off the lot
All the wheels fell off
And you just left me there to rot
You sold me, everyone told me you'd do me dirty
Like Jekyll and Hyde
When you twisted the knife
Did you ever think twice
About the stains that you would leave behind?
Would someone please pass me the bleach?
So I can wash these feelings off of me
And I can live in my own make-believe
That I never met you and you never met me
Cleaning up your mess
Another thing I need to disinfect
You got one too many faces
Never know which one I'm gonna get
Tellin' me you love me while you wrap your hands around my neck
Always saying you love me every single time you left
Like Jekyll and Hyde
When you twisted the knife
Did you ever think twice
About the stains that you would leave behind?
Would someone please pass me the bleach?
So I can wash these feelings off of me
And I can live in my own make-believe
That I never met you and you never met me
Would someone please pass me the bleach?
So I can wash these feelings off of me
And I can live in my own make-believe
That I never met you and you never met me
Ah, bleach, ah, bleach
Ah, bleach
And I can live in my own make-believe (ah, bleach, ah)
That I never met you, and you never met me (ah)
Credits
Writer(s): Carla Cappa, Trevor Daniel, Sidney Powell, Caitlin Powell, Dru Decaro, Nicholas Michael Lopez, Elijah Hill, Ethan Snoreck
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