Fingers, blood red, hidden under the bed
Baby girl what have you done to my head?
No nurse can heal a wound poorly sewn in
Especially when it's not done bleeding
There's blood on my hands
There's blood on my hands
I have some news
For you tonight
That you might not like
The blood on my hands
Are that of another man
One you might have liked
Like a new leash that helped keep me clean
Threw me in the backseat, pumped me full of coffee
Colors script my life and you made it one piece
The blood on my hands makes me believe that I have now found out my niche
There's blood on my hands
There's blood on my hands
I have some news
For you tonight
That you might not like
The blood on my hands
Are that of another man
One you might have liked
The Village - The Astrologists Scene III Lyrics
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Fingers, blood red, hidden under the bed
Baby girl what have you done to my head?
No nurse can heal a wound poorly sewn in
Especially when it's not done bleeding
There's blood on my hands
There's blood on my hands
I have some news
For you tonight
That you might not like
The blood on my hands
Are that of another man
One you might have liked
Like a new leash that helped keep me clean
Threw me in the backseat, pumped me full of coffee
Colors script my life and you made it one piece
The blood on my hands makes me believe that I have now found out my niche
There's blood on my hands
There's blood on my hands
I have some news
For you tonight
That you might not like
The blood on my hands
Are that of another man
One you might have liked
Baby girl what have you done to my head?
No nurse can heal a wound poorly sewn in
Especially when it's not done bleeding
There's blood on my hands
There's blood on my hands
I have some news
For you tonight
That you might not like
The blood on my hands
Are that of another man
One you might have liked
Like a new leash that helped keep me clean
Threw me in the backseat, pumped me full of coffee
Colors script my life and you made it one piece
The blood on my hands makes me believe that I have now found out my niche
There's blood on my hands
There's blood on my hands
I have some news
For you tonight
That you might not like
The blood on my hands
Are that of another man
One you might have liked
Writer: Jonathan Gallegos
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Copyright: Lyrics © O/B/O DistroKid