[Verse 1] There’s all this dirt under my nails Wouldn’t you like to see where I went to high school? Blood under my knuckles You should’ve heard the way I spoke last night [Chorus] There is salt inside my mouth Sugar on my tongue Freckles on my cheeks From good old-fashioned West Coast sun I feel so beaten up and bruised I don’t know what I’m gonna do I can’t keep anything at all From slipping through my raccoon claws Except for (Mm-mm-mm-mm) [Verse 2] Soap under my nails Can you imagine being back in high school? Blood scratched from my knuckles You should’ve called but I guess so should I (Mhm) [Instrumental Break] [Chorus] There’s salt inside my veins Sugar on my tongue Crinkles by my eyes From goddamn fu*king West Coast sun I feel so bеaten up and bruised I don’t know what I’m gonna do I can’t keep anything at all From slipping through my raccoon claws Except for all [Verse 3] This soap undеr my nails I never asked for this, I’m just one creature Blood trapped in my knuckles I don’t know what I wanted, I didn’t think it was this [Chorus] There’s sugar in my mouth Liquor on my tongue Freckles on my cheeks From fu*king goddamn West Coast fun I feel so beaten up and used I don’t know what I’m gonna do I can’t keep anything at all From slipping through my raccoon claws Except for all The soap (Mhm)