Sorry doesn't cut it, it kills it.

You cant say sorry for what you have done,
You played your game and finally won

All those pitiful lonely nights.. me, i was the one waiting for you, dinner and candle light..

Can i buy you a chain, clothes,a suite? or anything? i (would) recruit...
Can i care for you when you are ill?

Or maybe die? for you i would EVEN kill..

What a waist as i think now, for all you did was Knock me down.. i have given you all i could give..
I have given you my heart and soul

Why else should i live??
i feel so dumb for believing what you said- give me a baby no tears i would shed..
Now your gone, what ive realized is too late, now i must decide my true fate..
what cost can be priced for my wrist that have been sliced?
or the burns form my tears that have gone on for years?

If my blood and tears isn't enough, then maybe im just a diamond in the rough??

Its to late for you... to say sorry
it doesn't cut it.. it kills it, for you have to many lies for me to identify.. you cant go and repeat it, what you CANT do is love me, so beat it..