Blood On My Hands Lyrics - Singles - The Sundays

When people say it's sad 

You know it can't be bad 

And on any other day I'd be soul destroyed 

But now I can't afford to listen to a word they say 

And of all the times we had 

Oh the ultimate late night 

Didn't taste right 

True words that I should know 

Blood on my hands 

When you looked around I couldn't be found 

A crime's a crime, I'll have to pay 

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Now I find that I'm thigh deep 

Too young for the worst of my mind 

You whispered behind me 

"If I may make so bold" 

Call it young and wild 

But I ran a mile in a minute and there's no going back 

True words that I should know 

Blood on my hands 

When you looked around I couldn't be found 

A crime's a crime, I'll have to pay 

Ttrue words I said to myself 

As the wind chilled my bones 

"Home alone, you call that a late night?" 

When people say you're dead 

You know you caught their eye 

And on any other day I'd be soul destroyed 

But that's just not the way now 

I don't mind telling you 

Nothing is quite what it seems 

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True words that I should know 

Must have been blood on my hands 

When you look around I couldn't be found 

A crime's a crime but I don't mind 

True words that I should know well 

But surely by now I could say to myself 

"The days are getting longer so I better get stronger fast" 

Surely by now?