Photograph / Clean (feat. Who Is Fancy)

Louisa Wendorff

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    Loving can hurt
    Loving can hurt sometimes
    But it's the only thing that I know

    It was months and months of back and forth, oh, ooh
    But you're still over me like I wine-stained dress
    I can't wear anymore
    Hung my head as I lost the war
    And the sky turned black like a perfect storm

    Rain came pouring down
    When I was drowning
    That's when I could finally breathe
    By morning
    Gone was any trace of you
    I think I am finally clean

    I think I am finally clean

    When it gets hard
    You know it gets hard sometimes
    It's the only thing that makes us feel alive

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    We keep this love in a photograph
    We made these memories for ourselves
    Where our eyes are never closing
    Our hearts were never broken
    And time's forever frozen still

    So you can keep me inside the pocket
    Of your ripped jeans
    Holding me close until our eyes meet
    You won't ever be alone
    Home
    And if you hurt me that's okay baby
    Only words bleed
    Inside these pages you just hold me
    I won't ever let you go
    Wait for me to come home

    10 Months sober, I must admit
    Just because you're clean
    Don't mean that you don't miss it
    10 Months older, I won't give in
    Now that I'm clean, I'm never gonna risk it

    The drought was the very worst
    When the flowers that we'd grown together
    Died of thirst
    The water filled my lungs, I screamed
    So loud, and no one heard a thing

    Rain came pouring down
    When I was drowning
    That's when I could finally breathe
    And by morning
    Gone was any trace of you
    I think I am finally clean

    I think I am finally clean

    You could fit me
    Inside the necklace you got
    When you were sixteen
    Next to your heartbeat where I should be
    Keep it deep within your soul

    When I'm away
    I will remember how you kissed me
    Under the lamppost back on 6th street
    Hearing you whisper through the phone
    Wait for me to come home

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