Window

Soap suds slicken the mud, making new sludge
I was spillin' my guts, spillin' my lungs
And that's a problem in the long run

But so what you're too much fun
And taming my tongue gets lonesome
So sink your teeth into my gums if you want some

If you want some
I could give you so much
I could tell you about the things I've done
Old love, new drugs
Who I am and who I was
And who I'm bound to become

Holding a grudge
Like a hand grenade dud
Keeping a crutch to cripple my trust
I've been piling up dust

But you called my bluff
And hushed my fuss
Said: Baby, enough is enough
And: Maybe you ain't that tough

I could give you so much
I could tell you about the things I've done
Old love, new drugs
Who I am and who I was
And who I'm bound to

'Cause I could give you so much
I could tell you about the things I've done
Old love, new drugs
Everything I'm ashamed of
Who I am and who I was