Wash It Out

Too much common sense will leave a bad taste in your mouth 

So wash it out, wash it out, wash it out 

Nothing ever follows all the lines that we lay down 

Still it helps to think we've figured something out 

So lay your plans by the sea 

And when the tide comes in just let them bleed 

Let 'em bleed 

And wash it out, wash it out, wash it out 

All the evidence collected in your own defense doesn't do you any good 

And pinning all the blame on someone never made much sense 

Cause we're all convicts from a point of view 

So lay your plans by the sea 

And when the thieves come in just let them take what they need

And wash it out, wash it out 

Just wash it right out