My bloody hands wash each other
As the evidence floats down the river
In a burlap knapsack
There was no crime according to me
My conscience is wiped as clean as the knife
The night was my accomplice
I swear it's clean
There were no prints
And nothing was seen
I run away
My bloodshot eyes think you're in trouble
So lock up your wife and children tonight
Because your family might be next on my list
I swear it's clean
There were no prints
And nothing was seen
I know you know me
What would it take to make you believe
I run away