I feel as dark as night
I bury my wounds by the riverside
And as hard as you might find
I shoot to kill no prisoners survive
I cover trails that I've left behind
With no trace I escape at the drop of a dime
With breath down my neck and a chill down my spine
I bury your bones by the riverside
And maybe I'm crazy
Why must I scream for you to listen to the sound of my voice?
And maybe I'm crazy
But when you do me this way I feel I have no other choice
And now to my surprise
No guilt or regret crosses my mind
No evidence to keep me entwined
And if they ask I will decline
The ghost from my past that I've left behind
I've misplaced and erased everything from my mind
And if I return I pray I won't find
All that I've left by the riverside
And if no one finds you here
These days and nights alone my dear
Weigh heavy on your soul it's clear
You should not have thrown stones
Or sticks, your words, they hit, my heart,
Like glass, it breaks in many places
Ask me why I have all this blood on my hands
Don't ask me why I have all this blood on my hands