Blood Hands

Took a lonely feeling

Just to let the meaning sink like the sun goes down

Never close to heaven, felt my feet were burning from the same red hot ground

There's blood on my hands

There's blood on my hands

Yeah, there's blood

It's getting hard to listen

When the clock is ticking, counting down the days gone by

Praying for an answer to another question that will only bleed you dry

You won't understand

With your head in the sand, no, you won't

But I'll curse the ground where you kneel

Till I grow my hair to my heels

Spike your water, your wine

While you waste my precious time

Every time I'm drinking

Try to stop my thinking about the things I've said and done

Stop the world from turning faster than I'm learning not to just hide and run

You won't understand

With your head in the sand, no, you won't

Yeah

Love came and went faster than a penny spent in a slot machine

Nowhere near the devil just somewhere in between you and me

Sworn to secrecy

And I'll curse the ground where you kneel

Till I grow my hair to my heels

Spike your water, your wine

Yeah, there's blood on my hands

There's blood on my hands

There's blood on my hands

There's blood on my hands

Yeah, there's blood

But there's blood on my hands

Yeah, there's blood

Took a lonely feeling

Just to let the meaning sink like the sun goes down

Never close to heaven, felt my feet were burning from the same red hot ground