Grime on my hands

Эмма Новак
I remember I told them
friends of mine that I won't love no one till I've got degree
so they all laughed about it
said "Emmy, you don't have to be this strict"

so I folded my arms, a thousand times
so I could call you the biggest misstep of my life

all those nights I was crying eyes out
you were sleeping soundly
till I realized that I have to revenge
your f*cking name I'm cursing out
your downright falsehoods hunt me
as I see you try to climb up on my stage

and there were pretty calm days
it was better
when you drove away to chop woods in that thorp
Then you had to come back
wish you'd cut off your hand or got drowned in thickest swamp

so I rolled my eyes, the weather's nice
to walk around with the biggest mistake of my goddamn life

all those weeks I was rotting body
you were laughing loudly
till you realized that I have to revenge
your f"cking name I'm cursing out
your lowdown falsehoods hunt me
You're disgusting so just get lost in the hedge
Yes I admit you really used to mean something for me
but I can't forgive you just because you're man
I touched your picture I had to wash my hands
your grime on my hands , you're grime on my hands

I met your best of friends and I met your grieve
I brought you jar of berries, brought you medicine
so was it all the treason, was it make-believe?
In any case you're reason for my study leave

And yeah I didn't get stronger
it didn't kill me but it made me eat all this pills for lunch
And I guess you're still longing
For your Spanish Cuban friend dwhatever you're so longing for his touch
But someday
When she'll bring you
cakes you can't stand you'll remember birthday twenty nine 
'Cause

All that time you were criticizing
I was so in love and
I convinced myself we two are meant to be
I played it cool when you played sorehead
Once I have discovered
you hate my style, my name and all my allergies
you saw my mother I can say she's the smartest person
she said she's rather die than calling dibs on you
I touched your picture I had to wash my hands
your grime on my hands , you're grime on my hands
And that's you

All this time I couldn't sleep a wink
You were snoring gladly
I tried to count all the times you were unplanned
Dr Smarty Pants has learned when chicken's ready it gets pink
They should have given you this lesson in the ring
you saw my mother I can say she's the smartest person
She said she'd never waste her time with man who's gonna call her mate
So when I recalled that I have touched you all I wanna do is wash my hands