This Isn't An Apology, It's A Wake Up Call

Sleepless nights stared at the ceiling
My hands are numb, they’ve lost all feeling
I’ve been holding on to this for too long
And I’m starting to think its time to let go
I’ll walk away from everything I know
The blood-red sun sets on the horizon
I’ll keep my eyes on what I’m heading for
What am I heading for?
I don’t even know
I’ll wash these bloody hands
But that won’t clean off the scabs and the dirt
Or save all the people that I’ve hurt
I’ll wash these bloody hands
But that won’t clear your name
And make everything the same again
I’ll take a match and cross this bridge
Throw the light over my shoulder
Watch a warm night just get colder
I’ll wash these bloody hands
But that won’t clean off the scabs and the dirt
Or save all the people that I’ve hurt
I’ll wash these bloody hands
But that won’t clear your name
And make everything the same again
I’ll write out an apology to everyone I met
And left with something to regret
I’ll take my time so slowly say goodbye
To everyone I’ve loved
I’m moving on from this dull life
I’ll take this knife straight to my skull in vain
Regret is just another word for pain
But before my final act I just want to say
I’ll wash these bloody hands
But that won’t clean off the scabs and the dirt
Or save all the people that I’ve hurt
I’ll wash these bloody hands
But that won’t clear your name
And make everything the same again
Forgive and forget everything I’ve done
Now it’s just me versus the gun
You stole my lungs while I was sleeping
I didn’t see you creeping through the shadows of my room
(You sealed this doom)
I woke up without a voice
Now you leave me with now choice
I’ll wash these bloody hands
But that won’t clean off the scabs and the dirt
Or save all the people that I’ve hurt
I’ll wash these bloody hands
But that won’t clear your name
And make everything the same again
I just wanted to apologize
But it’s not as easy at it seems
Maybe I can only do that in my dreams
All I wanted was just a perfect ending
I’ll wash these bloody hands
But that won’t clean off the scabs and the dirt
Or save all the people that I’ve hurt
I’ll wash these bloody hands
But that won’t clear your name
And make everything the same again
I’ll wash these bloody hands
But that won’t clean off the scabs and the dirt
Or save all the people that I’ve hurt
I’ll wash these bloody hands
But that won’t clear your name
And make everything the same again