To Wash Our Hands of This, We’d Need a Surgeon

How could you commit that crime without a second glance

You stood proudly at the trial in a daze of false romance

Now a year is gone and we’ve all moved on, but I never had the chance

To send you the bill for the damage caused,

My salt and blood finance

One year ago, today or so

I was young and I was blind

With a false sense of security,

Never thought that I would find

The hammer and pick in your hands

To break the chains that bind

You were dying to get out but I was

Living just for you

And you said, “everything’s going to be alright”

But it’s easy when you have someone to hold you through the night

Lost under the covers of a time that just wasn’t right

In the dark, we’re alone and we’re screaming

If no one’s there to hush the sound

If I’d known then what I know now…

One year ago, today or so

I was young and I was blind

With a false sense of security,

Never thought that I would find

The hammer and pick in your hands

To break the chains that bind

You were dying to get out but I was

Living just for you

In the dark, we’re alone and we’re screaming

If no one’s there to hush the sound

If I’d known then what I know now…

That a part of me will always be this way

Misfired every single day

A bit more malice in your direction

What a lover I’ve turned out to be

But if I had the nerve I’d say

That it’s you, your fault, you made me this way

It’s your own malice in your direction, accept it

This is your today

And you were dying to get out,

But I was living just for you