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