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Takin' out the trash again,
In the morning it'll be all gone.
The system is efficient, yes it's been in place so long.
Wouldn't it be nice if they could take
All of these thoughts here in my head?
I'm sure they'd be better off in a landfill than in my bed.

Oh I've been scrubbin' the walls and windows,
Moppin' up the floor boards,
Trying, trying to come clean darlin',
Tell me what do I do?

How am I gonna tell myself I'm crazy?
Open my heart and spill the beans.
Look at my love, it's cold and shaking.
How can I hide it when it's already been seen?
Oh I've been scrubbin' the walls and windows,
Trying to come clean.

Every time I close my eyes I see
That which is not in front of me.
Some hidden root, forbidden fruit that makes me warm with wanting.
And it's getting through the cracks and it's covering my floors,
And every time I get it clean I find that there's just more.

Oh I've been scrubbin' the walls and windows,
Moppin' up the floor boards,
Trying, trying to come clean darlin',
Tell me what do I do?

How am I gonna tell myself I'm crazy?
Open my heart and spill the beans.
Look at my love, it's cold and shaking.
How can I hide it when it's already been seen?
Oh I've been scrubbin' the walls and windows,
Moppin' up the floor boards,
Trying, trying to come clean darlin',
Tell me what do I do?
What do I do?
What do I do to come clean of you?