Lyrics Some Things Don't Wash Out (2nd Rinse) - You, Me, And Everyone We Know

Some Things Don't Wash Out (2nd Rinse)

I think I tried to wake up too fast
From what must have been a two-year nap.
Then I hit my head
And it was back to bed for a while.
I woke up 24 in Texas,
Breaking a sweat to expand my nexus
Then it occurred to me,
Maybe I shouldn’t be
Making excuses to cope so liberally.
They say, «Some things just don’t wash out,»
but I’ve been dying to know what getting clean is all about.
And now, years have gone by,
but it’s still stuck in my mind:
Some things just don’t wash out.
For too long now, I’ve sung the same sad song
But I didn’t even write it, I was just singing along.
But the problem with change is it’s hard
Like finding lively conversation in graveyards.
I hit the nail on the head,
Drove it straight through my hand.
I have martyred myself in a scheme not-so-grand.
We’re deserving of men left to rot in a rag,
Haven’t done shit with my life,
My skin is starting to sag.
You drink too much.
Your mind’s unfit.
You really can’t afford to live like this.
You’re almost there, but still so far.
Everyone.
They say, «Some things just don’t wash out,»
but I’ve been dying to know what getting clean is all about.
And now, years have gone by,
but it’s still stuck in my mind:
Some things just don’t wash out.
You’ve gotta dig (deep, deep, deep)
You’ve got to dig (deep, deep, deep)
You’ve gotta dig (deep, deep, deep)
You’ve got to dig (deep, deep, deep)
You’ve gotta dig (deep, deep, deep)
You’ve got to dig (deep, deep, deep)
You’ve gotta dig, you’ve gotta dig.
They say, «Some things just don’t wash out,»
but I’ve been dying to know what getting clean is all about.
And now, years have gone by,
but it’s still stuck in my mind:
Some things just don’t wash out.
They say, «Some things just don’t wash out,»
but I’ve been dying to know what getting clean is all about.
And now, years have gone by,
but it’s still stuck in my mind:
Some things just don’t wash out.