I'm gonna tell him everything
I'm gonna say i slept around
And when i finally tell him everything
There might be nothing left between us
But images of c*nt and penis
Entered into evidence
The blood is on my hands
The truth and nothing but the truth
I'm gonna come clean
I told him when and where and everything
I told him who and what and why
I went to bed not feeling anything
I heard some feet go pitter-patter
A window on my pickup shattered
f**ing really f**ing matters
Blood is on my hands
The truth and nothing but the truth
I had to come clean
He held me when i had blood on my hands
He kissed me when i had blood on my hands