Clean

So tell me no, and kill me.
Put this gun against my head.
I wasn't something that you wanted,
Now I'll be something that is dead.

But don't think that you can hide me.
I won't stay buried in this ground.
I'll assure you that they'll find me,
I won't let you keep me down.

So put away your sword now, soldier.
Live to die another day.
I might be something you want broken,
But in your mind, I can't decay.

So move on forward now, my fighter.
Just pretend I never came.
Kiss me softly on the cheek,
And watch me walk away.

Avoid the blood and all the violence.
Let them see your hands are clean.
For though mine are forever dirty,
Leave the guilt in it to me.

Let yourself go, and be free..
The only tragedy was me.