Hands Ain’t Clean (Kerosene)
Verse 1
I ain’t perfect, never said I was
Took my hits, but never drew blood
You call me crazy, you call me mean
But the truth is something you’ve never seen
Pre-Chorus
You lit the match, then blamed the fire
But I ain’t the one who’s the liar
Chorus
You point at me goin’ up in flames
With kerosene and a lighter in hand
Then cry wolf when the smoke rolls in
But I’m not fallin’ for that again
Your hands ain’t clean ’ they’re soaked in sin
Covered in the mess you buried me in
I’m done with the guilt, done with the shame
I’ll be ridin’ out free ’ you can choke on the blame
Verse 2
You spit my name like a bitter pill
While you’re out there playin’ victim still
But the mirror don’t flinch, it shows it all
Every lie you built just to watch me fall
Pre-Chorus
You break the glass to dodge the truth
But baby, I ain’t bleedin’ for you
Chorus
You point at me goin’ up in flames
With kerosene and a lighter in hand
Then cry wolf when the smoke rolls in
But I’m not fallin’ for that again
Your hands ain’t clean ’ they’re soaked in sin
Covered in the mess you buried me in
I’m done with the guilt, done with the shame
I’ll be ridin’ out free ’ you can choke on the blame
Bridge
You could’ve owned up, but you chose to run
Twistin’ the truth ’til the damage was done
But I ain’t beggin’, I ain’t breakin’
I’m the fire you ain’t escapin’
Chorus
You point at me goin’ up in flames
With kerosene and a lighter in hand
Then cry wolf when the smoke rolls in
But I’m not fallin’ for that again
Your hands ain’t clean ’ they’re soaked in sin
Covered in the mess you buried me in
I’m done with the guilt, done with the shame
I’ll be ridin’ out free ’ you can choke on the blame
Final Chorus
You point at me goin’ up in flames
With kerosene and a lighter in hand
You built this fire ’ now feel the heat
I’m burnin’ bridges so you can’t reach me
Your hands ain’t clean ’ they’re stained with lies
Anyone can see through those alibis
So I’m takin’ back my soul, my name
Ridin’ out proud ’ you can keep your shame
Outro
I’ll be gone like wind, boots on ground
My hands washed clean’ while you burn your life down