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 upright I'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 it It's time to decide Which is 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 it 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 now I'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 now I'd rather forget and not slow down Than gather regret for what I can't change now If I become what I can not accept Resurrect the saint within the wretch I'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 I'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