What I've Done (Live from New York, 2008)

In this farewell,
There's no blood,
There's no alibi,
'Cause I've drawn regret
From the truth of a thousand lies.
So let mercy call
And wash away what I've done.

I face myself
To cross out what I've become.
Erase myself
And let go of what I've done

What you've asked,
What you've thought of me.
Well, I clean the slate
With the hands of uncertainty.
So let mercy call
And wash away what I've done.

For what I've done.
I start again
And whatever pain may come
Today this ends.
I'm forgiving what I've done.

What I've done.
Forgiving what I've done.