Too Late For You

It feels so good to cry again,
To put this knife into my skin,
To let the tears overflow,
And to let the blood stain the snow,
A self-induced pain,
That doesnt make me frown,
But under all these tears,
I know I will surely drown,
The love was a lie,
The dreams were a myth,
Now you can't have me,
It's God I am with,
He'll care how I feel,
He'll heal my pain,
He'll keep me by his-side,
Where I wont go insane,
So now that I'm gone,
You can't have me no more,
When you realize what you lost,
My body will already have struk the floor.