St. Meave
Too Late
It’s too late,‬
‪I’ve already met my fate,‬
‪My heart rate,‬
‪It’s slowing,‬
‪As the sirens go,‬
‪I wanted to let you know,‬
‪You were too late,‬
‪I couldn’t take the hate,‬
‪So I broke,‬
‪And I can’t be mended,‬
‪I’m fuelled with self-hatred,‬
‪As I’m rushed into the hospital,‬
‪I want you to know,‬
‪That you were too late,‬
‪Because I chose my fate,‬
‪Let me rest,‬
‪Six feet under,‬
‪Where I won’t be bothered,‬
‪It’s too late,‬
‪Let go,‬
‪You don’t need me at all,‬
‪It’s too late,‬
‪You know I’m right,‬
‪But you don’t want to give up,‬
‪But I’ve already don’t that,‬
‪Stop my heart rate,‬
‪And let me fall into my fate,‬
‪Because you’re too late‬