Is it not too late Too late To retrace my steps To give back what is left Won't you take it all away Give me what is left of me Won't you take it all away Take it, take it, take it all away Everytime I close my eyes I see what's left of the mess I made These events make me wanna die When I see what's left of the mess I made Won't you take my feedback When it's the only thing I ask For you to miss me, when all else fails We'll try something else Connect the dots Suppress your thoughts Living your life this way Hurts more than you thought Give up on being sensible Just collect your thoughts Everytime I close my eyes I see what's left of the mess I made These events make me wanna die When I see what's left of the mess I made Every time they wanna pry inside I get lost in the mistakes that I hate And everytime I close my eyes I see what's left of the mess that I made The mess that I made Everytime I close my eyes I see what's left of the mess I made These events make me wanna die When I see what's left of the mess I made Everytime I close my eyes I see what's left of the mess I made These events make me wanna die When I see what's left of the mess I made