Blood Hands

Took a lonely feeling just to let them in and sing Like the sun goes down, never close to heaven Felt my feet were burning from the cigarette on the ground There's blood on my hands, there's blood on my hands Yeah, there's blood It's getting hot and listen when the clock is ticking Counting down the days gone by Praying for an answer to another question That only leaves you dry You won't understand with your head in the sand No, you won't But I'll kiss the ground where you kneel Til I grow my hair to my heels So I'll go on and you'll whine But you'll waste my prayer this time Every time I drink and try to stop my thinking Bout the things I've said and done Stop the world from turning faster Then I'm learning not to choose how to run You won't understand with your head in the sand No, you won't Love came and went faster than a pencil bend in this hot machine No where near the table, just somewhere in between you and me It's to see me But I'll kiss the ground where you kneel Til I grow my hair to my heels Splash your water in 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 Took a lonely feeling just to let them in and sing Like the sun goes down, never close to heaven Felt my feet were burning from the cigarette on the ground