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