baby is born on a bathroom floor
The 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 they're gonna know you lied 

Why the [bad word] don't you throw yourself away? 
You know they're gonna burn her down 

Wash my hands of this 
You notice how god ain't even helping you out 
Wash my hands of this 
Notice how god ain't even helping you 
Why the [bad word] don't you throw yourself away? 
You know they're gonna burn her down 

So keep the way you feel 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 [bad word] don't you throw yourself away 
You know they're gonna burn her down 

Wash my hands of this 
You notice how god aint even helping you out 
Wash my hands of this 
Notice how god aint even helping you 
Why the [bad word] don't you throw yourself away? 
You know they're gonna burn her down 

baby is born on a bathroom floor 
The mother prays that it'll never cry 
But nothings wrong, you've got your prom dress on 
When they ask you'll say "It isn't mine" 
 [bad word] you for thinking we would never know 
And [bad word] you for thinking we would never find 
Only reason that you made it this far 
Never ever lasting, but you never tried 

Why the [bad word] don't you throw yourself away? 
Why the [bad word] don't you blow yourself away? 
You know they're gonna burn her down 
Wash my hands of this 
You notice how god aint even helping you out 
Wash my hands of this 
Notice how god aint even helping you 
Wash my hands of this 
Notice how god aint even helping you out 
Wash my hands of this 
Notice how god aint even helping you 
Why the [bad word] don't you blow yourself away? 
You know they're gonna burn her down