too late

It's too late for me It's too late for me It's too late for me It go I drink too much, the sink my lunch I get high when I'm sad It go I think too much, I sink from hunches And it turns out bad and it always does Yeah I'm getting used to it And old songs we loved, I use to it I'm getting used to it Did I lose my mind? Or am I losing it? It's too late for me It's too late for me It's too late for me It's too late for me I was probably fucked up when I wrote this How can I remember? I hate my memory it likes to go blank when we're together And these songs are words I'm too scared to say to you I get high inside refracted lights I'm shaking in backseats, I'm melting I've been staring out this window so long, my mind pretending Thinking situations where this thinking was imbedded in solutions, it's always the problem And we drinking and asking where God is, deceiving I've been sinking around linen like faucets They're running and I like the sound it drowns it out Push my head under, drown me out It go I drink too much, the sink my lunch I get high when I'm sad It go I think too much, I sink from hunches And it turns out bad and it always does Yeah I'm getting used to it And old songs we loved, I use to it I'm getting used to it Did I lose my mind? Or am I losing it? It's too late for me