Clementine - Hanorah

I’m washing every inch of me

To rid myself of poetry

That came from in between your teeth

That night

I’m washing way down to my bones

To get a little closer to home

And find out where it all went wrong

That night

Was it my fault

Was it my fault

I’m going down

To the place where you had found me

And hope that I would see you again

Do you remember me, remember me?

You were down

And you hoped that I could drown and

Help you and lift you there

(Oooh)

Ba-da-ba-ba-ba-ba

(Oooh)

Ba-da-ba-ba

I’m washing every inch of me

To cleanse myself of poetry

That came from in between your teeth

That night

I’m washing way down to my bones

To get a little closer to home

And find out where it all went wrong

That night

Was it my fault

Was it my fault

Was it my fault

Was it my fault

(Oooh)

Washing every inch of me

(Oooh)

Washing every inch of me

(Oooh)

Washing every inch of me

(Oooh)

Washing every inch of me, yeah

Ba-da-ba-ba-ba-ba