Your body's cold, hope is lost, I can't let go
Can I die with you so we can never grow old?
Cut the ties, cut the ties with this note you left behind
As I read the words I hear you telling me why

Too late, too late, I never said goodbye
Too late, too late, can't even ask you why
And now I'm wasting away in my own misery
I hope you're finally gone to a place where you belong

Auteur: Bullet for My Valentine