Too Late For Sorry

I've spent my days
I've spent my nights
And all I have to show are these scars and imperfections
Time wasted is life lost
And love tasted is heartache bought
Words can only show so much
Actions will only hurt to the touch
Your fingers snarred and twisted in my veins
Oh I'm begging this pain to go away
Longing and searching and finding no relief
Maybe I really am a soul unsaved
A waste of space
No place for me here, so goodbye
My dear
Save your sorry's for my casket