Is It Too Late

Is it too late? Half-dead, wakin', get up anyway Is it my fate? Swept up corners been ignoring my place Just rub it in my face How much time do I waste? Do I squander and fake? Is it too late? Flowers wilted, water's a waste Is it my fate? Sprawled and changing, yeah, I couldn't say It's running through my veins Remind me how I've changed How I squander and fake Speak to the end Said it was nothing, well, what was it then? Is it my fate? Soft words spoken carrying more weight Remembering stupid things My memories and my dreams I wish you could see mе How I know me It's great to see what's fair When wе lay there and I couldn't care If it's too late Hardly a friend You were hardly a friend