too late

drown me in oil.
then we'll sit and wait for rain.
i'd have called you in the morning,
but it would have only brought you pain.

no there were no silly questions.
just the one's we never asked.
and i know some of the things said..
i wish i could take back.

so cut my heart out.
and keep it.
please, it should have been yours.
no i don't think that i'll need it.
i have nothing left to use it for.

i hope somewhere you are watching.
i hope somewhere your alright.
i hope you know that i am sorry.
for being so damn blind.

so now i'll sit here on this hill top.
let the frost attack my toes.
and pretend that you are with me.
though, that's not how this story goes.

so drown me in oil.
and i'll sit and wait for rain.
and i'll call you every hour.
though my calls are way too late.