Bath Is Black - Marika Hackman

Even though you think

To push me from the bath into the sink

I can still get clean

From everything obscene

So just pass me the soap

And I will scrub so hard to have the hope

That one day I’ll be free

And flies won’t follow me

Cause if the bath is black and the soap is old

You’re turning the hot tap but the water is cold

Try as you might everything you’ve done has been washed out

And you’re not coming home to—

All this mess, undress

I’ll put you to the test just try your best

Put your apron on

I feel it’s been too long

Since you last made me laugh

Instead my hands are stuck to you with tar

And I can’t get them off

I’ll leave prints on the cloth

Cause if the bath is black and the soap is old

You’re turning the hot tap but the water is cold

Try as you might everything you’ve prayed for

Won’t be done until you’ve paid for all your hours

And you’re not coming home tonight

You’re not coming home

Tonight, you’re not coming home

To all this mess, undress

I’ll put you to the test just try your best

Cause if the bath is black and the soap is old

You’re turning the hot tap but the water is cold

Try as you might, everything you—

Try as you might, everything—

If the bath is black and the soap is old

You’re turning the hot tap but the water is cold

Try as you might, everything you’ve prayed for

Won’t be done until you’ve paid for all your hours

And you’re not coming home tonight