Clean Songtext
I believe in coming clean
I hope everything gets clean
Long before we start again
Wash the history from my skin, skin

Boy's got scissors in his pocket
He dreams of holding something special
Cuts the heart out of his pillow
He cuts the heart and hopes it's clean
Do you want this to be more than anything?
Do you need this to live more than oxygen?

Always want the things that we don't have
Even when the last time we just spat and screamed
So scrub some sense into my back
Scrub some sense and make it clean, clean

Do you want this to be more than anything?
Do you need this to live more than oxygen?
More than oxygen
More than oxygen

Sand in the bed stops me sleeping
Wake with the birds (?), they're all talking
Cuts to the quick, coz that's still weed me (?)
Coz love is the slug and he's still squriming

Oh sand in the bed stops me sleeping
Wake with the birds (?), they're all talking
Cuts to the quick, this is boring
Less song function, press somebody (?)

More than oxygen
More than oxygen
More than oxygen
Will you tell me what you need more than oxygen?