Quần áo hàng thùng , quan ao hang thung

I think I just remembered something I think I left the faucet running All my words are filling up and up And you're just soaking in it But I know you'll get out the minute You notice all your fingers coming up I'm tired of being careful Didn't you try to keep the water warm? Let me under your skin I know there are wounds It's not too much, it'll work for a while I'll always spill Feel it coming out my throat Guess I better wash my mouth out with soap God, I wish I never spoke Now I gotta wash my mouth out with soap Feel it coming out my throat