Lyrics Blood on My Hands - The Used

Blood on My Hands

You felt the coldness in my eyes
And something I’m not revealing
Though you got used to my disguise
You can’t shed this awful feeling
It’s the me that I let you know
Cause I never show — I have my reasons
I hate to say that I told you so
But I told you so, yeah!
There’s blood on my hands
Like the blood in you
Some things can’t be treated
So don’t make me
Don’t make me be myself around you
Straight from your eyes
It’s barely me, beautifully
So disfigured, this other side
That you can’t see
Just praying you won’t remember
Feel the pain that I never show
And I hope you know
It’s never healing
I hate to say that I told you so
But I told you so, yeah!
There’s blood on my hands
Like the blood in you
Some things can’t be treated
So don’t make me
Don’t make me be myself around you
Straight from your eyes
It’s barely me, beautifully
So disfigured, this other side
That you can’t see
Just praying you won’t remember
There’s blood
There’s blood
There’s blood
There’s blood on my hands
Like the blood in you
Some things can’t be treated
So don’t make me
Don’t make me be myself around you.
Is it really that hard for you to believe?