The Wrong Man

I got blood on my hands I got blood on tmy hands I took that shot steadily and killed the wrong man I got blood on my hands I had justice on my mind But who the hell am I? All of my ammunition was just my goddamn invention You do the wrong thing to make it right I had anger in my mouth And I drank till I blacked out I got found out, fought and fucked up and passed out on the couch I had anger in my mouth I got sorrow in my bones I should've let that man go home Paralyzed by upset I know I should've known I had sorrow in my bones I got blood on my hands I got blood on my hands I took that shot steadily and killed the wrong man I got blood on my hands I got blood on my hands I got blood on my hands I took that shot steadily and killed the wrong man I got blood on my hands