Soap

There's not enough soap In the world To make me feel clean  I feel so dirty So lost So used So hated  So confused So gross  I scrub so hard I start to turn red I start to bleed It stings but I don't care   I want to shed off  All the skin you touched  Or she touched  Or he touched  Or they touched  No amount of showers  Can make me forget  No amount of blood Will make me good No amount of time  Will help me forget  Soap There's not enough To make me clean To stop the burning, To stop the bleeding