Too much, Too many
Too many pills to swallow
To much sorrow for
Tomorrow,
Too many knives to the heart
Too much love from the start,
Too much lost
Too many things it cost,
Love is faded from this empty life
There isn't much light to lead me through the strife,
Not much left but this ****** knife,
Too much time all these years,
Too many times if I've shed  my tears.