I'd sure like to get in there

I'd never need out

Never need out again


Blood on my hands

Except the floor 

The couch

The bed


Blood on my hands

This ain't the first

Time I've been 

Let down


It's your blood

Running

Out of me


Forget, forget

Running out of me


Blood on your hands

Way down

The way

It used to be


Blood on your hands

Simplify

Harder to recognize

Simply


Because we've blood on

Our hands


Scared to recognize

Butterflies

Inside the 

Way it used to be


Moving my hands

Hard to fly


****** my hands

Simple

Sacrifice


Blood where my hands were once

Simple