In this farewell
There is no blood
There is no alibi
'Cause I've drawn regret
From the [bad word] 
Of a thousand lies
So let [bad word] 
And wash away

What I've done
I'll face myself
To cross out
What I've [bad word] 
Erase myself
And let go of
What I've done

Put to rest
What you thought of me
While I clean this slate
With the hands
Of uncertainty
So let [bad word] 
And wash away

What I've done
I'll face myself
To cross out
What I've [bad word] 
Erase myself
And let go of
What I've done

For what I've done
I'll start again
And whatever thing
 [bad word] 
Today this ends
I'm forgiving

What I've done

I'll face myself
To cross out
What I've [bad word] 
Erase myself
And let go of
What I've done

What I've done

Forgiving what I've done