Baby's born on a bathroom floor Her mother prays that it'll never cry But nothing's wrong, you've got your prom dress on When they ask you'll say 'it isn't mine' You know they're gonna know you lied Why the hell don't you throw yourself away You know they're gonna burn it down Wash my hands of this You notice how God ain't even helping you out Wash my hands of this You notice how God ain't even helping you Why the hell don't you throw yourself away You know they're gonna burn it down So keep the way you feel anonymous And hide it all until the day you die Your secret's safe, at least you thought it was But you can only keep it for a little while And now you're terrified Why the hell don't you throw yourself away You know they're gonna burn it down Wash my hands of this You notice how God ain't even helping you out Wash my hands of this You notice how God ain't even helping you Why the hell don't you throw yourself away You know they're gonna burn it down Baby's born on a bathroom floor Her mother prays that it'll never cry But nothings wrong, you've got your prom dress on When they ask you'll say 'it isn't mine' And damn you for thinking we will never know And damn you for thinking we would never mind Only reason that you made it this far You never asked him but you never tried Why the hell don't you throw yourself away Why the hell don't you blow yourself away You know they're gonna burn it down Wash my hands of this You notice how God ain't even helping you out Wash my hands of this You notice how God ain't even helping you out Wash my hands of this You notice how God ain't even helping you out Wash my hands of this You notice how God ain't even helping you out Why the hell don't you blow yourself away You know they're gonna burn it down