| Thought I could take this to my grave, but instead I let it bury me
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| Yeah it was my mistake, I needed honest conversation
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| The kind I only make in my sleep
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| Fill my pocket mark with poison personality
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| Another stupid scar won’t get me what I need
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| I know nothing about me
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| I know nothing about me
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| It’s like skinny dipping in my jeans
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| You get wet but you don’t get clean
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| Quit pulling my ankles, I’m already too deep
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| It’s like skinny dipping in my jeans
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| I’m standing by myself, next to everybody else
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| What I make them buy they sell for free
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| Covering my tongue in poison similarity
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| Take my own advice and some responsibility
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| I know nothing about me
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| I know nothing about me
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| It’s like skinny dipping in my jeans
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| You get wet but you don’t get clean
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| Quit pulling my ankles, I’m already too deep
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| It’s like skinny dipping in my jeans
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| A string of indecision, the gift that just keeps giving
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| Just sick of swimming like I’m sinking slowly
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| Leaks in the stitches I’ve sewn, but I’m letting nobody know
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| Just keep dragging my bones
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| (It's like skinny dipping in my jeans)
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| (You get wet but you don’t get clean)
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| It’s like skinny dipping in my jeans
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| You get wet but you don’t get clean
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| Quit pulling my ankles, I’m already too deep
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| It’s like skinny dipping in my jeans
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| It’s like skinny dipping in my jeans
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| You get wet but you don’t get clean
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| Quit pulling my ankles, I’m already too deep
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| It’s like skinny dipping in my jeans |