Wash away what we create

My sins like funny calls you make

Teen creeps I've seen you on my street

Teen creeps get what they want and me



I won't end up like them at all

This town will take you kissing trees



Before you see the forest bleed

Teen creeps I've tried to hold it back



So let me leave your welcome mat

I won't end up like them at all



Wash away what we create

I hate you more I hate this place

I know why I feel this way

Teen creeps please don't leave me dead, dead this way