كلمات A Cut This Deep

Oh, how far we've come From the grace of our love Now you're breathing in dust From the hole that I dug No need to poison my well 'Cause I did it myself Time can't put a fire out If it started in hell So I drink myself blind To cover deeds I've done Stumble on coal Feet are burnin up I tried to run But I ain't that fast Now I'm dragging my legs And they hurt real bad And I lied: It wasn't meant to be I won't buy, 'cause the truth ain't cheap I'm reaching up at something I can't have I'm a bottom shelf man And she's not coming back Good God, I'm no good I've got blood on my hands That I just can't clean 'Cause they clawed at your back When you tried to leave Good God, it's good you're gone I tried to make ya whole Only made you bleed 'Cause stitches don't work on a cut this deep Please don't make me keep pleading I'd do it till I stop breathing But it'd make my pride sweat Is that my price for leaving? I'm sorry 'bout the games played I didn't realize what was at stake Just tell me there's still an us I'm a love sick addict and you're my drug So I get stone-eyed high To escape the truth That I should've held tight what I let loose Coulda loved you right Shoulda fought you less But it's too damn late to make amends Good God, I'm no good I've got blood on my hands That I just can't clean 'Cause they clawed at your back When you tried to leave Good God, it's good you're gone I tried to make ya whole Only made you bleed 'Cause stitches don't work on a cut this deep Could've loved you right Would've fought you less But I spent my words on a wasted breath Could've loved you right Would've fought you less If I knew that this was how it ends Could've loved you right Would've fought you less But I spent my words on a wasted breath Could've loved you right Would've fought you less If I knew that this was how it ends Good God, I'm no good I've got blood on my hands That I just can't clean 'Cause they clawed at your