I am the alcohol
you pour
onto your broken, bleeding heart
You allow me to hurt you, burn you
because you know
I\\\'m really making it better
No matter how much it hurts
So pour me into your open wounds
Maybe I\\\'ll wash away the feelings
Maybe I can numb the pain for a while
You are the salt
I rub on my raw, broken skin
causing me just enough pain
to feel what you felt
But you\\\'re not causing
any lasting damage
And you are still maing me clean
Washing away
the things that used to hurt
So step into
the marble white stone with me
Let\\\'s be cleansed
of our blood and our tears
Maybe we can wash away the feelings
Maybe we can numb the pain for a while
And we can wash emotion
from each other\\\'s faces
With the water we share
in our acid bath
