Thirty-two years never learned a thing

Spent too much time on cold dark streets

Selling her body her soul for the almighty dollar

If theres a god somewhere watching me she says,

Damn him for making me weak; but strong enough

at the same time to live so long in hell.

She can wash away the dirt and stains

Tastes of the impure

Wash away the dirt and stains

And wind up on the floor

She can sell her body sell her soul

Forget what it's all for

And pretend that she don't care when they call
her

A dirty whore

Twenty-six years and I'm still here

Collecting baggage scars and fear

Selling my body my soul for the almighty dollar

Sometimes I think that I just might

Tumbleweed some desert night

Leave this all behind and start a life

That's not a lie

And wash away the dirt and stains

The taste of the impure

Wash away the dirt and stains

And find a place to grow again

Or walk away, just walk away

And start a life that's more

And go where I don't feel like another

Dirty whore

Sometimes at night it feels like I could walk
away

Leave it all behind and start a life that's not a
lie

Sometimes I think that we could all just walk
away

Leave it all behind leave it all behind

Going to leave some desert night going to start a
brand new day

Going to leave some desert night going to start a
brand new day

Going to wash it away going to wash it away