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