Insufficient

no matter how much i said to her, no matter what i said to her
it was never going to be enough
as many apologies i could muster, as many i could confess to
it wouldn't undo what was done

even if i changed the world, and lived this life all over again
it was never going to be enough
this alcohol i drown in, the deaths i die every living second
it wouldn't undo what was done

all the good times gone, entirely replaced by bitter memories
it was never going to be enough
the slate wiped clean, chalk thrown away replaced by angst
it wouldn't undo what was done