Can't Come Clean
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Can't Come Clean Lyrics
I'm always repeating sick thoughts in my head
I'm tired of being alone, always shitting the bed
But I think I can't come clean
I think I can't come clean
I'm sick of always posting things on the internet
And if I ever read the bullshit, it makes me regret everything
That's why I can't come clean
Oh, I hope you noticed the hand prints left from my sweaty palms
On the menu at the restaurant
I'm caught up in all these drunken altercations
Offhand interrogations
Exposing all my crimes
But you're wasting your time
I'm always repeating things I already said
I'm sick of all these people, all I want is my bed
And I think I can't come clean
This time I can't come clean
Oh, did you ever notice me waiting patiently for apologies
I knew damn well would never come
I'm caught up in all these drunken altercations
Offhand interrogations
Exposing all my crimes
But you're wasting your time
With this broken polygraph
I tried so hard not to laugh, I swear I almost threw up
Just go ahead and lock me up
I'm always repeating sick thoughts in my head
I'm tired of being alone, always shitting the bed
But I think I can't come clean
I think I can't come clean
I'm tired of being alone, always shitting the bed
But I think I can't come clean
I think I can't come clean
I'm sick of always posting things on the internet
And if I ever read the bullshit, it makes me regret everything
That's why I can't come clean
Oh, I hope you noticed the hand prints left from my sweaty palms
On the menu at the restaurant
I'm caught up in all these drunken altercations
Offhand interrogations
Exposing all my crimes
But you're wasting your time
I'm always repeating things I already said
I'm sick of all these people, all I want is my bed
And I think I can't come clean
This time I can't come clean
Oh, did you ever notice me waiting patiently for apologies
I knew damn well would never come
I'm caught up in all these drunken altercations
Offhand interrogations
Exposing all my crimes
But you're wasting your time
With this broken polygraph
I tried so hard not to laugh, I swear I almost threw up
Just go ahead and lock me up
I'm always repeating sick thoughts in my head
I'm tired of being alone, always shitting the bed
But I think I can't come clean
I think I can't come clean
From the album: Death in Venice Beach
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