Three in the morning, holes in the wall Sleeping pills mixed with alcohol Bloody fist tears in your eyes You shut the blinds [?] All the sugars that got you here Make it impossible to just disappear With every burden Hold your dear, hold your dear
I've tried to warn you, but you pushed me away I've tried to save you but you want to breathe You sold your soul, now you just a slave You dug your own grave
You set fire to all your dreams Now you're crawling back to me You've got a lot to prove and nothing left to lose This is all on you, this is all on you There's nothing left to say The guilt is yours to own You've got a lot to prove and nothing left to lose This is all on you, this is all on you