Isabelle's Poetry Journal (a continuation of Homesick Angel)

Its never too late (Three days grace)

You said you wanted to be dead

And that no one could fix you anymore

You said you needed to leave

And that your heart was in pieces on the floor

But dear, why can't you see
That it's not too late
It's never too late

Just when I thought you were alright
I hear you say you want to end your life

I will always try to fix you up

I just hope my ducktape is enough

And I know I'm not perfect in any way

But maybe I could help a little bit with my stupid,useless tape

You said hearing his name killed you inside

And him leaving left you not alright

You said you couldn't be picked up any more

But I will always be banging on your door

Because it's not too late
It's never too late

It could be

The latest hour

Of the night

And I'd still be

Right there with you

By your side

Telling you over

And over

And over again

I'll Tell you countless times
It's not too late
It's never too late

I will love you no matter what you do to me

I will follow you through everything

And yes I know we fight

But whoever said were perfect, isn't right

You said no person could put you back together

And that everyone should just leave you alone

You said everything had fallen apart

And that you were broken and gone

But I still will never stop trying

And ill always bang on your door

In the middle of the night

Screaming "love are you alright"

You're not a bag of broken toys

And you're not alone anymore

Cause it's not too late
It's never too late

I will one day get you to believe what I said

One day my words will get through your head
It's not too late,
It's never too late.