"The dirt beneath my nails"

I touched your heart without washing my hands first
It was still dirt beneath my nails and I paid no attention to it
There was sweat on my palms from the day before
The last time I touched your… heart
I begin to become nervous and bit the ragged edges on these bitter hang nails the hung from my cuticles
The skin of my fingers had begun to peel and look torn
The last time I touched your… heart
And luckily it still beats, but not at its best
The filth of my hands have caused it to skip
To flutter
To not pump blood through your veins the way it should
It’s become infected and I let it rip and grow sore
The last time I touched your… heart
My hands should have been clean
I should had been more responsible
This is the organ that determines if you live
If anybody knows, I’m the one person who has seen
How fragile your heart truly is
It’s too far damaged to be cured
And I could attempt to correct my faults, but the truth is
God has ran short on miracles for me
I can’t repair what I’ve broken
It would only be more wasted time
So I’ll do away with the heart you gave me
And try my best to replace it with mine.

-Cash