Bloody Hands Lyrics

Is this your definition of justice?

Does the sentence fit the crime?

Do you follow your moral compass?

Or do you do this out of spite?

You are the jury and the judges

And the firing squad combined

I'm just rolling with the punches

'till it is my turn to testify

'Cause I won't plead the fifth

I'll tell you exactly how it is

You might want to wash

All the blood from your hands

Before you point your finger at me

Don't you point your finger at me

Pride for the fall

'Cause it's all play pretend

I'll pay you back in kind

'Cause your hands are just as bloody

As mine

You demand a trial by fire

Would you like to see me burn?

If it's a fight that you desire

I'll give you war in return

You've been preaching to the choir

But I'll make these tables turn

It's all hanging by a wire

Maybe now you'll finally learn

That I won't plead the fifth

I'll tell you exactly how it is

You might want to wash

All the blood from your hands

Before you point your finger at me

Don't you point your finger at me

Pride for the fall

'Cause it's all play pretend

I'll pay you back in kind

'Cause your hands are just as bloody

You chose to play this game

So the prize is yours to take

The dominoes will fall

On bloody hands and knees you'll crawl

You might want to wash

All the blood from your hands

Before you point your finger at me

Don't you point your finger at me

Pride for the fall

'Cause it's all play pretend

I'll pay you back in kind

'Cause your hands are just as bloody

As mine

As mine