Tuesday, October 2, 2012

Hands Clean


Where are you and what have you done?
You left behind powder marks from a smoking gun
I guess you thought by drowning in your pity pool
Maybe somehow, I would feel sorry for you

Wasn’t I the one who wished you well
Giving you the space to be yourself
Wasn’t I the one who took you in
Cuz you were in a place that I had been
You bailed like a bitch for the world to see
At least I did my part – my hands are clean

I tried compassion and I tried to be kind
But none of that shit could make you mine
You can’t take a whore and make a bride
Some people never change on the inside

Wasn’t I the one to extend my hand
Giving you a friend who would understand
Wasn’t I the one to open up my home
So you didn’t end up on the streets and alone
You had this urge to be single and free
You got what you wanted – my hands are clean

I did my duty and I played my part
I hope you’re grateful wherever you are
Karma always finds a sweet place to land
Whatever happens now is out of my hands

Wasn’t I the one who wished you well
Giving you the space to be yourself
Wasn’t I the one who took you in
Cuz you were in a place that I had been
You bailed like a bitch for the world to see
At least I did my part – my hands are clean

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