Salt

Clothes
 Cover your skin
 Grace and the chaos
 That was hidden within
 The grains of salt
 For every lie I told
 That was ripped from the stitches
 And torn from the folds
 Whilst you were sleeping
 I sat in the dark
 With all my offenses
 The creases on my heart
 And all these bad feelings
 From my teenage boy brain
 And for all of my offenses
 I will count the grains of salt, salt
 ♪
 If walls could whisper
 They would whisper to me
 "We'll keep you sheltered my dear, but we can't set you free"
 So dance with your demons and television lines
 And if you must tell her
 Then you better tell her tonight
 And whilst you were sleeping
 I sat in the dark
 With all my offenses
 The creases on my heart
 And all these bad feelings
 From my teenage boy brain
 And for all of my offenses
 I will count the grains of salt
 For all the lies I told
 Count the grains of salt
 For all the lies I told
 Count the grains of salt
 For all the lies I told
 Count the grains of salt
 For all the lies I told
 Count the grains of salt, salt
 ♪
 Covers your skin
 Dat 'n' da da