Too Late

Too late, you're on your own
I'm too tired; deal with it yourself

Too son to give up hope
I'm too young to stop believing in myself

I'm losing control

Desperately lying, desperately trying
Desperately think of ways to keep me far from sane

Desperately lying, desperately hiding
Desperately fighting to keep you out of my brain

Granted, the rules are yours but I don't want to follow them
It's up to me whether to give in

I've always been and still remain as free as I choose to be
I sacredly decide

Not what you say or do; not what you want me to
I'm walking out and I'm never giving in again

You're losing control

Desperately lying, desperately trying
Desperately think of ways to keep me far from sane

Desperately lying, desperately hiding
Desperately fighting to keep you out of my brain

Too late, you're on your own
I'm too tired; deal with it yourself