i wake up in a dream and she's next to me but it's not what it seems because she means nothing to me i don't know why i turned off my phone I've got a lot of things waiting at home And the secrets that I keep inside Where i find myself trying to hide That one thing Becomes something Always one thing Unclean put your body next to mine and ill never cross the line its just the thief in me lying through my teeth i want to be clean but there's no washing machine for a man like me I've got a History I don't want no trouble Just a girl who's pretty With a whole lot of money We could move to this city And start all over with healthy living fall asleep to the sound of the television I know where i am I know what to do So give me your hand and do it again one girl keeps me another leaves me she didn't see me please believe me