Testo For British Eyes Only

I've reached the point of no return
And I must say it looks all too familiar
For the life of me I can't understand why I do this to you all
Why I do this to myself
And I wake up everyday wondering (does it really have to be like this?)

My words so sharp and aimed so true
It's no wonder I'm the only one left standing I've done it all, and failed each time
Watching everyone fall away, piece by piece, one by one
Yet somehow I remain afloat, clinging helplessly to the past
As if what happened then will save me now
How could I be so naive

Believing verbal justification will right these wrongs
Regurgitating the same apologies time and time again....

Well if talk is cheap, then I'm in debt
And there's no one left to blame
No one in sight to point my finger at
Got to throw these skeletons, from my closet (cause the oldest habits die the hardest)
Time to face these demons and feel their wrath....
I can't say I didn't see it coming
Just foolishly assumed the day would never come
Well here it is, and I hate myself
Who would have guessed?