It's Too Late
Brent Doermer - Paul Hackman - Brian Vollmer
Everytime I think of you
I think of crazy conversation
When I'm with you
You make me smile and laugh for awhile
But I can't imagine pretty you steppin' on me
Here I am two floors down
And I'm laid out
I gotta get out
It's too late. It's too late
There's nothing to say
That could make me stay
It's too late. It's too late
'Cos baby I told you
Baby I told you
It's too late
Everytime I think of you
I feel a sense of expectation
It's getting to me
I'm on my way and I'd like to stay
But I can't imagine pretty you steppin' on me
Here I am two floors down
And I'm laid out
I gotta get out
It's too late. It's too late
There's nothing to say
That could make me stay
It's too late. It's too late
Imagine me on the chain gang
It's too late. It's too late
'Cos baby I told you
Baby I told you
It's too late. It's true
I can't imagine pretty you steppin' on me
Here I am two floors down
And I'm laid out
I gotta get out. Get out!
It's too late. It's too late
There's nothing to say
That could make me stay
It's too late. It's too late
Imagine me on the chain gang
It's too late. It's too late
'Cos baby I told you
Baby I told you
It's too late
It's too late
It's too late
It's too late
It's too late
It's too late
It's too late
It's too late