Blood On My Hands - TheStart

I am cocked and loaded

Only shooting blanks

Nothing that would put a hole in

You or your precious heart

That’s right, I’m yours for the taking

I’ll put up a front

They won’t even know I’m faking

It’s not just my bones

It’s my heart that you’re breaking

Or so you seem to be tonight…

Last dance, second chance

Even when there’s blood on my hands

Last chance left to dance

Even when there’s blood on my hands

My idea of romance

My lack of innocence

Really makes no difference

Here and now

I am ripe for the plucking

Ready to take a dive

Throw the fight, you’ll be so lucky

It’s not just my heart

It’s my soul that you’re sucking

Or so you seem to be tonight…

Last dance, second chance

Even when there’s blood on my hands

Last chance left to dance

Even when there’s blood on my hands

Even when there’s blood on my hands

Or so you seem to be tonight…

Last dance, second chance

Last chance left to dance

Last dance, second chance

Last chance left to dance

Even when there’s blood on my hands

Even when there’s blood on my hands

Even when there’s blood on my hands

Last dance, second chance

Last chance left to dance

Last dance, second chance

Last chance left to dance