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