Paroles: Hundred Reasons. Kill Your Own. The Perfect Gift.

Suppose you wash your hands of
The dirt you run them through all day
The mess you made
Could it all make sense sometime
When you crawl over to show blame
It's all my fault
And your right
that I don't know

Believe what is told to you
So gullible in every way
You stupid fool
And your songs will be breaking all hearts again
And your songs will be breaking all hearts again
Spare me yeah,
And your songs will be breaking all hearts again
Spare me yeah

Suppose you wash your hands of
The dirt you run them through all day

Believe what is told to you
So gullible every way
You stupid fool
And your songs will be breaking all hearts again
Spare me yeah
And your songs will be breaking all hearts again
And your songs will be breaking all hearts again,
Spare me yeah
Spare me yeah

I don't know, I don't know, I don't know (X6)