Lyrics:
You said you love me baby but I said you're just too late, too late
You said you need me baby but I said you're just too late, too late
I'm not
forever to go by, in a flash
That's pretty fast, try not to blink
You see that
When you're an open book, pages turn as the wind blows
Sorry if I did too
know that it too late
I don't wanna play this game
I don't know how i gonna say
Im poppin pills i can't feel my
Im poppin pills i can't feel my Brain
heading quickly to an end
His silver platter boyhood
and a full ride through the ivy
Can't always overcome a shot of gin
Too late he discovers
That doctors
and that's the only thing that matter
And they know I'm too real
Before and After
The four full of damn raptors
I can't argue with you little pussy boy
Because
this planet a long time ago
Now, some of you might have
Read a book called
Chariots Of The Gods by Erich Von Däniken
And there's a little thing in there
asked my little mother, oh my
I said mother, I said mother
I'm down on my knees
It's been time that I go
Lord, it's too late, very long, oh now, oh
feet wet
'Cause that leads to regret
Diving in too soon
And I'll owe it all to you, oh
My little bird
My little bird
If we take a walk out
In
in my eyes
Too much too little too late
You're gonna stay in my brain
I really think I could stay forever
Don't think this feeling will fade
Already
back to Mulingburg County
Down by the green river where paradise lay
He said, "I'm sorry my son but yer too late in askin'
Mr. Peabodys' coal train has
love yourself just a little more
(It's not too late to love yourself)
Why don't you love yourself just a little more
(You can learn to love yourself)
and loud
can't seem to shake the crush of a crowd
i'll never find peace in this fate
it always seems too little, too little, too late
too little, too little
tell from the way that you act, I
Think you had a little too much
Little too much
I think you had a little too much
Little too
Your brother called me
had are torn apart
Now I find that I was wrong too late I'm all alone
Alone in a world of broken heart
I live in the world world of forgotten people...
ON AND ON words & music by Brian Campbell
On and on
and over and over
and day after day
I think about you --
Though day after day
town
Girl, we gotta get out of this town
It's not too late
It's not too late
Like a bad folk song-that goes on and on
We've hung around here-a little
Save it
Yet it's not too late
For things to change
Let love find another way
With a little love and a little patience
Wait till you hear when it comes
girl just opened it and read it to herself
And I was so embarrassed when she turned around and said.
I'm already taken you spoke up too late
I love
(Staying by my side)
Go to court for me (Stand up and cry)
Pay my bail for me, make sales for me
Have a baby with me (This is what she'll do)
Not too
By the time you hear this baby
Please don't call me late
And Please don't hit me phone
If you reading this it's
If you hearing this it's too late
If
so down hearted
It may be to late to save me little girl
Called your phone `til the number wouldn't dial
Yes it may be too late to save me little
Bernard Spilsbury
From Grandads to old biddies,
Young men to little kiddies!
You want homicide or suicide, or can't decide
Well come inside and see
Bernard Spilsbury
From Grandads to old biddies,
Young men to little kiddies!
You want homicide or suicide, or can't decide
Well come inside and see
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