The last breath I cannot take
Handful regrets on taking chances
Seems like intoxicating pounds of sigh
I cut myself
To let the stream escape
I cut myself
To let me say sorry
I wanted you more than liked you
Didnâ??t mind the day for a change
But couldnâ??t be of your expectations
I know I never pleased you
I know I couldnâ??t make you fall
But all those things are all I am
I cut myself
To let my screams be heard
I cut myself
To let me say sorry
Those glass bouquets of words
I wove to try to speak
Those roses shattered instantly
I swept pieces so as to save
What Iâ??ve felt for you but itâ??s too late
Those glass panes stained in red
Werenâ??t what you needed
Those are my words of affection
Only got laid, got wasted
Sorry, Iâ??m so sorry
