The Wrong Man - Suzanne Santo

I got blood on my hands

I got blood on my hands

I took that shot steadily and killed the wrong man

I got blood on my hands

I had justice on my mind

But who the hell am I?

All of my ammunition was just my goddamn invention

You do the wrong thing to make it right

I had anger in my mouth

And I drank till I blacked out

I got found out, fought and fucked up and passed out on the couch

I had anger in my mouth

I got sorrow in my bones

I should’ve let that man go home

Paralyzed by upset I know I should’ve known

I had sorrow in my bones

I got blood on my hands

I got blood on my hands

I took that shot steadily and killed the wrong man

I got blood on my hands

I got blood on my hands

I got blood on my hands

I took that shot steadily and killed the wrong man

I got blood on my hands