How many times can I push it aside?
Is it time I befriended all the ghosts of all the things that haunt me most?
So they leave me alone, move on with my life
Be certain the steps of left and right, don't fight the direction of uprightI'd rather forget and not slow down
Than gather regret for the things I can't change now
If I become what I can't accept, resurrect the saint from within the wretch
Pour over me and wash my hands of itIt's time to decide, she's out of my mind
'Cause it'll be me unless I put some thoughts
To rest and leave some faults behind
I'll watch the glint in my eye, shine off the spring in my step
And could be blinding depending on the amount of you that I reflect'Cause I could spend my life just trying to sift through
What I could've done better, but what good do what-ifs do?
Oh, oh, oh, oh, there's something I should tell you nowI'd rather forget and not slow down
Than gather regret for the things I can't change now
If I become what I can't accept, resurrect the saint from within the wretch
Pour over me and wash my hands, pour over me and wash my hands'Cause I could spend my life just trying to sift through
What I could've done better, but what good do what-ifs do?
Oh, oh, oh, oh, there's something I should tell you
Oh, oh, oh, oh, there's something I should tell you nowI'd rather forget and not slow down
Than gather regret for what I can't change now
If I become what I cannot accept, resurrect the saint within the wretchI'd rather forget and not slow down
Than gather regret for the things I can't change now
If I become what I can't accept, resurrect the saint from within the wretchI'd rather forget and not slow down
Than gather regret for the things I can't change now
If I become what I can't accept, resurrect, resurrect
Pour over me and wash my hands, pour over me and wash my hands of it