Too Late To Take It All Back

bruises and cuts
upon my wrists and sides
i lay on the bathroom floor
with this little bottle
hoping they will take away my pain
and set my soul free

razor in hand
craving your name in my heart
as ever beat seems to tear me apart
only god knows my pain
6 years of this aching
and finely i break down
and give up with the fake smiles

tired of protecting you from the scene
when all you do is stick it back in my face
blaming me for not being like her
and all i do never seems to be good enough
when all i wanted was you to hold me

But now it is too late to try
its too late to take it all back
blood fills the floor around me
its too late to take the words
and the hits, the lies back
my life is dulling out
my life is becoming just a memory
like you were just a memory in the back of my mind.