Too Late for Roses

Too Late for Roses - August Burns Red/JB Brubaker/Josh McManness/Matt Greiner/Brent Rambler/Jordan Tuscan

Some kind of friction has scarred me

But created your new style

My reasons to endure used to be based around who you were

And your brilliant passion

That could blaze right in front of a perfect stranger

This is my downfall

My blemish

This is my downfall

My blemish

I've been told before

This is my downfall

My blemish

I've been told before

Quit holding on to what she was

She doesn't recognize you or herself anymore

She's stuck in the process of embracing what crumbles

And when it happens

And when it happens

And when it happens

And when it happens

There will be

No apologies

There will be

No apologies

She chose to collapse what held her

And if not cautious

There may never be a cradle to soften her descent

Like clouds

New shapes are taken

But they're not always actual

They're never tangible

Never tangible

Never tangible

It's so brutal to see someone give

Realise it all up for nothing

And having no power

To stop them

To stop them

To stop them

To stop them

Having no power

To stop them

And having no power

To stop them

To stop them

For nothing

For nothing

For nothing

For nothing

For nothing

For nothing

For nothing

For nothing