Is it too late?

Looking at myself
In the mirror as I see
Waiting for another life
One step ahead of me

I still can't believe
As I hear your goodbye
Feeling sorry for myself
Wishing I would just die

As I make another cut
Deeper on my skin
I can see blood shed
Washing all my sins

I'm sorry if I had hurt you
Wishing you would come back
We can start this all over again
Without both of us looking back....

"Would a heart still mend
If it starts bleeding?
Would a heart still break
If it stops beating...?"