my fathers on my shoulders reminding me of who i am but im torn between who i hate more is it me or him who i hate more is it me or him im starting to comprehend just what this means to you live and bleed we love or die too late now my heart wont try forgiving you and now im stitching myself up at the seams from where you tore yourself me with my feet placed firmly on the ground i know its you who bled me out and i cant believe this is how its meant to be i can t believe believe i cant believe it all i cant believe it all believe i cant believe it all believe i cant believe it all believe i cant believe it all believe i cant believe at all im starting to comprehend what just what this means to you live and bleed we love or die too late now my heart wont try forgiving you