I wash the streets from your skin when you come home...

You're heart is served cold 

You're sights are set in perfect stone, 

And when you go you go alone, 

And when you stand you're on your own, 

I wash the streets from your skin when you come home x2 

We're nothing like friends, 

You have no time to lend, 

And if you're guilt then I'm the shame, 

And if I'm hurt then you're the blame 

You wash my trace from your skin and you leave again x2 

Random laid plans, 40 days of one night stands, 

And when you go you go alone 

You walk the cross you made your own 

I wash the streets from your skin when you come home x2