Keys are in my pocket and they're rattling away
Some floral apartment and a fiery escape
But I'm a wife in watercolors I can wash away
Seventeen cold showers couldn't wash away
Save me, save me, save me from what I want
Save me, save me, save me from what I want

Honey, what reveals you is what you try and hide away
You could tell the planets or your pillow case
But I'm a wife in watercolors I can wash away
Seventeen cold showers couldn't wash away
Save me, save me, save me from what I want
Save me, save me, save me from what I want
Save me, save me, save me from what I want
Save me, save me, save me from what I want
Save me, save me, save me from what I want
Save me, save me, save me from what I want