You felt the coldness in my eyes,
And something I'm not revealing.
Though you got used to my disguise
You can't shake this awful feeling.
It's the me that I let you know,
'Cause I never show, I have my reasons.
I hate to say that I told you so,
But I told you so.
Yeah!
There's blood on my hands,
Like the blood in you.
Some things can't be treated,
So, don't make me, don't make me
Be myself around you.
Straight from you
eyes
It's barely me, beautifully so disfigured.
This other side that you can't see,
Just praying you won't remember.
Feel the pain that I never show,
And I hope you know, it's never healing.
I hate to say that I told you so,
But I told you so.
Yeah!
There's blood on my hands,
Like the blood in you.
Some things can't be treated,
So, don't make me, don't make me,
Be myself around you.
Straight from your eyes,
It's barely me;
beautifully so disfigured.
This other side that you can't see,
Just praying you won't remember.
There's blood.
There's blood.
There's blood, blood, blood!
There's blood on my hands,
Like the blood in you.
Some things can't be treated,
So, don't make me, don't make me
Be myself around you.
(There's blood) There's blood on my hands,
(There's blood) Like the blood in you.
(There's blood) Some things can't be treated,
(There's blood)
So, don't make me, don't make me
Be myself around you.
There's blood.
([Whispering:] Is it really that hard for you to believe?)
You felt the coldness in my eyes,
It's something I'm not revealing.
Though you got used to my disguise,
You can't shake this awful feeling.
It's the me that I let you know,
'Cause' I'll never show,
I have my reasons.
I hate to say that I told you so,
But I told you so, yeah!
There's blood on my hands like the blood in you.
Some things can't be treated so,
Don't make me,
Don't make me be myself around you.
Straight from your eyes
it's barely me.
Beautifully so disfigured.
This other side that you can't see,
Just praying you won't remember.
Feel the pain that I never show,
I hope you know,
It's never healing.
I hate to say that I told you so, but I told you so.
There's blood on my hands like the blood in you.
Some things can't be treated so,
Don't make me,
Don't make me be myself around you.
Straight from your eyes it's barely me
Beautifully so disfigured.
This other side
that you can't see,
Just praying you won't remember.
There's blood.
There's blood.
There's blood, blood, blood.
There's blood on my hands like the blood in you.
Some things can't be treated so,
Don't make me,
Don't make me be myself around you.
There's blood on my hands like the blood in you.
Some things can't be treated so,
Don't make me,
Don't make me be myself around you.
There's blood! Writer/s: ALEX GIBSON, HANS FLORIAN ZIMMER, JAMES
NEWTON HOWARD, LORNE DAVID RODERICK BALFE, MELVYN T. WESSON
Publisher: BMG Rights Management, Universal Music Publishing Group
Lyrics licensed and provided by LyricFind
You felt the coldness in my eyes
And it's something I'm not revealing
Though you got used to my disguise
You can't shake this awful feeling
It's the me that I let you know
'Cause I'll never show I have my reasons
I hate to say that I told you so
But I told you so, yeah
There's blood on my hands
Like the blood in you
Some things can't be treated
So don't make me, don't make me be myself around you
Straight
from your eyes it's burying me
Beautifully so disfigured
This other side that you can't see
Just praying you won't remember
Feel the pain that I never show
And I hope you know, it's never healing
I hate to say that I told you so
But I told you so, yeah
There's blood on my hands
Like the blood in you
Some things can't be treated
So don't make me, don't make me be myself around you
Straight from your eyes it's burying me
Beautifully so
disfigured
This other side that you can't see
Just praying you won't remember
There's blood, there's blood
There's blood, blood, blood
There's blood on my hands
Like the blood in you
Some things can't be treated
So don't make me, don't make me be myself around you
There's blood on my hands
(There's blood)
Like the blood in you
(There's blood)
Some things can't be treated
(There's blood)
So don't make me, don't make me be
myself around you
There's blood
Lyrics submitted by afitch2206
Blood On My Hands Lyrics as written by James Newton Howard Hans Florian Zimmer
Lyrics © BMG Rights Management, Universal Music Publishing Group
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