Hate me 'cause it's easy; I don't mind; I don't care Hate me 'cause it's pleasing; I don't mind; I swear Because there's things I can change And things that I would rearrange if I could But I'm fairly certain that deep down you're not perfect Save the sermon, save me from absurdity
Wash your hands of me Mislead yourself, might as well Absolve your mind with lies It never helps, can you tell? It never helps
Blame me 'cause it's easy; I don't mind; I don't care Blame me 'cause believe me; you will find your share You can shift all the blame The mirror still reflects the same as it should And I know for certain you're miles away from perfect Save the sermon, save me from absurdity
Wash your hands of me Mislead yourself, might as well Absolve your mind with lies It never helps, can you tell? It never helps
So put those pictures back And lie about the man whose life you smashed I hope it fills your heart, that empty spot that I drilled
And that new man of yours Does he know or does he just ignore That the one before him left against his will
In the end, it's easy; down in hell, who will care? In the end, believe me; they will find you there
Wash your hands of me Mislead yourself, might as well Absolve your mind with lies It never helps, can you tell? It never helps