Somebody didn't come home last night

TThe sheets, the smell, your silhouette
I can still taste the regret
Breaking sweat, your breath, my neck
Last night won’t let me forget
It’s all on me
I know that I get it
But really don’t get it
This is gonna be
This is gonne be the last time

It’s a little too late to go now
It’s a little too soon to slow down
I’m gonna burn away the skin that touched you
It’s a little too late to go now
It’s a little too soon to slow down
What else can I do?

Someone didn’t show last night
Out of lust and out of sight
So cut my hands off, watch them bleed
Let the guilt drain out of me
And forget it
Forget it
Forget it