I've reached the point of no returnnAnd I must say it looks all too familiarnFor the life of me I can't understand why I do this to you allnWhy I do this to myselfnAnd I wake up everyday wondering (does it really have to be like this?)nnMy words so sharp and aimed so truenIt's no wonder I'm the only one left standingnI've done it all, and failed each timenWatching everyone fall away, piece by piece, one by onenYet somehow I remain afloat, clinging helplessly to the pastnAs if what happened then will save me nownHow could I be so naivennBelieving verbal justification will right these wrongsnRegurgitating the same apologies time and time againnnWell if talk is cheap, then I'm in debtnAnd there's no one left to blamenNo one in sight to point my finger atnGot to throw these skeletons, from my closet (cause the oldest habits die the hardest)nTime to face these demons and feel their wrathnnI can't say I didn't see it comingnJust foolishly assumed the day would never comenWell here it is, and I hate myselfnWho would have guessed?