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One month fourteen days and eleven hours
Through April Showers and May flowers
I lie in wait for you to call
I lie in wait struggling to walk down that hall
I try to wash myself of you twice a day
Standing here I cry watching the drops hit my skin
Thinking I'm in hell have I committed a sin
Trickling down my covered face onto my hands
All the way down to my feet and into the drain
Washing you away
Washing you away
Twice a day I try to wash you away
What...
did I do...
to deserve this...
What did I do... to deserve this...
What did I do to deserve this...