For givers, no takers An angel who never got wings You find Jesus and it's too late He's already closed the front gate And the sign's flashing no vacancy Love letters on wet paper You've broken my heart for the last time You promised the truth, and you

It's a heartache Nothing but a heartache Standing in the cold rain Feeling like a clown Love him till your arms break Then he lets you down Hits you when it's too late Hits you when you're down It's a fool's game

I should've said it all when I was close to you Like I was supposed to do No, it just won't wait And all these words, they come too late You could never compensate It's too late The hands of fate Just won't wait Help me change

And lead me to the after party It's too late now to go home So shine a light, shine a light, shine a light They're livin' it up at the after party Wherever it is, we're goin' Shine a light, shine a light, shine a light Lead me to the after party Oh, so

My man is my man is your man 10:30, no later than Heard it's her man too Heard that's her man Tuesday and Wednesday, Thursday and Friday I just keep him satisfied through the weekend You're like 9 to 5, I'm the weekend Make him lose his mind every

I know it's easier To walk away, Than look it in the eye. Light to dark Dark to light Morning comes too early , And night time falls too late. And sometimes all I want to do is wait. The shadow I've been hiding in

For givers, no takers An angel who never got wings You find Jesus and it's too late He's already closed the front gate And the sign's flashing no vacancy Love letters on wet paper You've broken my heart for the last time You promised the truth, and you

It's too late to pretend You know me better than I know myself Don't take my heart and put it on a shelf Always someone else The next guy who will Make your cold heart melt I'm gonna give my love to someone else La la la la la She's such a flirt

And it's too late, too late to change the time But it's not too late (too late) to change your mind But it's not too late to change your mind (too late) It's too late, too late to change the time Yea, yea, yea In this almighty cage We shop through the

I'm not ready to make nice I'm not ready to back down I'm still mad as hell, and I don't have time To go 'round and 'round and 'round It's too late to make it right I probably wouldn't if I could 'Cause I'm mad as hell Can't bring myself to do what it is