Wash My Hands
I want to wash my hands clean
Get rid of all the dirt
I want to forget it all
All the pain and all the hurt
I want to just close my eyes
And make it go away
I want to just shut my mouth
Not utter what I need to say
But the heart goes on
Through the pain and the sorrow
When I stumble
It thinks of tomorrow
Sometimes I blame it
For all the pain
But it?s not it?s fault
Love fucks with the brain
Sometimes I forgive it
For the way it feels
But then it just spites me
It never quite heals
But the heart goes on
Through the pain and the sorrow
When I stumble
It thinks of tomorrow
It goes on
When I?m too weak to
The scar finds room
And the pains begins anew