Meg - Blood on my hands Lyrics

I don't ever want to see you sad,
I don't ever
I don't ever want to see you sad
Or have to ask you to come back
The world's a f*cked up place
Like no doubt about it
Ain't nobody to trust
Pistols turned to diamonds
Are we out of luck?
Or are we just f*cked
I don't ever want to see you sad
I've been writing your name with the blood on my hands
I feel this pain that I don't understand
Why I gotta make a good thing go bad
Why I gotta make a good thing go bad
Go bad
The world's a f*cked up place
No doubt about it
Don't know what else to say
I'm used to keeping quiet
I wish I was religious
I could use some saving
Actually, forget it
I'm no good at waiting
I don't ever want to be this sad
I'm writing your name with the blood on my hands
I feel this pain that I don't understand
Why I gotta make a good thing go bad
Why I gotta make a good thing go bad
I've always been told
Since I was a little girl
That I got sad eyes
Like I'm looking at a world
That owes nothing to me
And I just don't see how you can love me
I'll never believe that
I don't ever want to see you sad
I'm writing your name with the blood on my hands
Blood on my hands
I was doing better
I swear I was
I was doing better
And then I woke up
Blood on my hands
I was doing better
I swear I was
I was doing better
And then I woke up