Baby's born on a bathroom floor

Her mother prays that it'll never cry

But nothing's wrong you've got your prom dress on

When they ask you'll say "It isn't mine"

You know there gonna know you lied.

Why the hell don't you throw yourself away?

You know there gonna burn it down.

Wash my, hands of this

You notice how god ain't even helping you out

You notice how god ain't even helping you

Why the hell don't you throw yourself away?

You know there gonna burn it down.

So keep the way you're feeling anonymous

And hide it all until the day you die

Your secrets safe, at least you thought it was

You can only keep it for a little while

And now you're terrified.

Why the hell don't you throw yourself away?

You know there gonna burn it down.

Wash my, hands of this

You notice how god ain't even helping you out

You notice how god ain't even helping you

Why the hell don't you throw yourself away?

You know there gonna burn it down.

Baby's born on a bathroom floor

Her mother prays that it'll never cry

But nothing's wrong you've got your prom dress on

When they ask you'll say "It isn't mine".

Damn you for thinking we would never know

And damn you for thinking we would never mind

Only reason that you made it this far

You never asked him, but you never tried.

Why the hell don't you throw yourself away?

Why the hell don't you throw yourself away?

You know there gonna burn it down

Wash my, hands of this

You notice how god ain't even helping you out

You notice how god ain't even helping you

Why the hell don't you throw yourself away?

You know there gonna burn it down...