What I thought would kill the pain Only brought more I lay dying, my wrist pouring Crimson regret and betrayal I'm dying, praying Bleeding and screaming Am I too lost to be saved Am I too lost? My God, my tourniquet Return to me salvation My God, my tourniquet Return to me salvation My wounds cry for the grave My soul cries for deliverance Will I be denied? Christ, tourniquet, my suicide My God, my tourniquet Return to me salvation My God, my tourniquet Return to me salvation My wounds cry for the grave My soul cries for deliverance Will I be denied? Christ, tourniquet, my suicide