If I Can Get Clean

I couldn't bear to watch the sun go away So I put out my days And it was always gone Then it came to me at night Burning me to death with its light I reckoned it was fair I draw worlds for you sneaking out of mine backdoors And I bleed out your way to me Just to wash my hands I see colors for you Till I make you run, scream or cry And you drown me to see if I can get clean No one ever comes here but the ghosts