You\'ve waited to long.

Everytime I see your face I hide
Everytime I hear your voice I run
But everytime I cut myself, I see and hear you telling me you don\'t care.
So when my blood is dropping on the bathroom floor and all I can think about is you.
Are you thinking about me?
Are you wanting to take me back?
And if so, do something, before its too late.
Everytime you see me, you hide
Everytime you hear me, you run
But now you don\'t have to worry
Because touching my head is a gun
So you waited to long
And your crying now
And I hope you feel bad for what you\'ve done