Why burden myself, when there's innocent blood to be had
I've just gotten real good at washing these hands
When the sink fills with blood, my guilt washes away
You'll already be dead when I find something to say
I know it's wrong,
But my thirst for your blood seems right
And no matter what I try,
I can't seem to shake my sights.
I always knew it was my fault
But I still blamed you
I never lied to myself
But I could always lie to you
One day you'll see me as a liar
One day you'll see my soul
One day I'll forget myself
And return what I stole