Have you ever thought about my innocence

Or don't you think at all?

Bleaching out your hair does not get rid of it

Even when the price seems too small

The light I need is gone and now I'm impotent

Or will you help me see?

And, my T-shirt is still full of your fingerprints

But the bleach doesn't wash it clean

(And what it all really means)

Bleach

It's still a color that I can't reach

Just thinking of it makes me lose my speech

I died for the same thing I wanted for weeks

(For weeks)

Your falseness lately had a grip on me

I've had enough of this degree

You turn on the heat, then set me free

But it's you who burns for me

(And it's all, and it's all, and it's all, and it's all, and it's all)

Bleach

It's still a color that I can't reach

Just thinking of it makes me lose my speech

I died for the same thing I wanted for weeks

(For weeks)