在手机上保存，获得更好体验
I thought if I could wash the taste of you out of me
the slate would shine —clean as a shoreline
But tides keep sketching your name back into my skin
Moonlight in the bathtub your shadow in the drain
I memorized the patterns of how love learned to stain
Fingers on the porcelain trying to press you thin
but grief is like a stamp —it’s harder to lift than ink
Streetlamps spill like sodium bruises in the tide
I let the current tell me lies just ’cause it sounded right
Tried to sink the weight of you where no one ever finds
still I hear your after-echo swimming in my mind
There’s a language to the drowning a hush between the waves
I mouthed the same apologies that never knew how to save
Piecing broken mercury reflecting what you left —
every surface answering like an unpaid debt
Wipe out the water wipe out the taste
scrub the blue from my wrists your portrait from the place
Wipe out the water drown out the ache —
I keep trying to erase you but the tide won’t break
(Oh—wipe out the water)
I keep sinking then I surface keep telling myself I’ll be okay
You were a movie in a motel mirror replayed in grainy light
I tore at the film with fingertips that never learned to fight
Neighbors heard my quiet thought it was the pipes at play
didn’t know I’d practiced silence just to keep the world away
I tasted all the promises left cooling on the floor
tried to trade them for a cleanliness I’d never had before
Paced the geometry of exit signs the lines that spell “forget ”
but memory’s a stubborn seam;it rips it won’t reset
You taught me how to float on promises that always sink
I learned the art of holding breath until my chest could think
In the space between two heartbeats I rehearsed my goodbye
then the ocean in my chest swallowed the words dry
Wipe out the water wipe out the taste
scrub the blue from my wrists your portrait from the place
Wipe out the water drown out the ache —
I keep trying to erase you but the tide won’t break
(Oh—wipe out the water)
I keep sinking then I surface keep telling myself I’ll be okay
Maybe I wanted a perfect blank —a horizon with no names
but the sky remembers storms;it keeps the map of rain
I tried to be a clean room closed curtains no more light
but ghosts are patient houseguests;they know how to hide at night
So if I’m still wet from the things I left unsaid
it’s because salt is the record where our songs are kept
Wipe out the water —like you can swipe a screen
like you can untie a tide
Wipe out the water —oh I tried
I scrubbed until my palms bled truth and lies
Some nights I wake up for air;some nights I let it keep me whole
Wipe out the water wipe out the taste
scrub the blue from my wrists your portrait from the place
Wipe out the water drown out the ache —
I keep trying to erase you but the tide won’t break
(And I won’t and I won’t)
I keep sinking then I surface learning how to say your name without the weight
I can’t wipe out the water —not all of it
There’s a sea under my ribs that keeps your light
but I’m learning how to swim with a bruise for a compass
Wipe out the water…not yet Not tonight
