Waking up, it's Sunday morning
Time for romance
You pick up your guitar
While she's still waiting, disappointed
You don't see seem to get her point, it's over
And it's too late now, it's too late now
Taking time, she looks so fine
It seems that you just don't pay no attention
While showing you her favorite skirt
You don't look up, she getting hurt, it's over
And it's too late now, it's too late now
Oh well I think you're a reducer
You're gonna loose her
Trying to make her ignore the world
And I don't think you're gonna make it
You'll totally fake it
How can you live beyond the least you can?
Do you really love me?
Her daily question
You pick up you guitar
While playing louder than before
You're willing to ignore her cry, it's over
And it's too late now, it's too late now
Mirror, mirror on the wall
Take one big look and draw your own conclusions
While she's trying to pull you up
You'll freeze until it's over
And it's too late now, it's to late now