Dame (come gimme some) I got a sweet tooth for love, baby gimme some You got the chocolate That yum, yum, come gimme some Cotton candy, sweet as gold It's soft like a sugar plum Roll up that Tootsie, that Hershey, that bubblegum Banana (come gimme some)

Thought contagion Strung out falling from the big time Welcome to the infinite black skies You've been bitten by a true believer You've been bitten by someone's false beliefs It's too late for a revolution Brace for the final solution You've been bit by

You can blame me, you can even be sorry I feel no doubt about me You can feel sad, you can even yell at me You are the one who cheated on me It's too late for me to sleep I can't stop thinking Because of you I have smoked all my cigarettes Looking at the

I hope it's not too late for me Could you just wait for me a while Is it too late, too late? I hope it's not too late, too late I hope it's not too late I got my whole life packed inside a suitcase Ridin' in a Chevy that should've been a Mercedez Tryna

I relive when we're apart All the tender fun together Stays on in my heart How could I ever close the door And be the same as I was before? Darling, no, no I can't anymore It's too late now Too late now to forget your smile The way we cling when we

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

Is on their feet Get a little crazy and forget what happens later We made it through the week Now we're headed to the street It's Monday and I hear you when you said that you hate that day Me too but there's nothing much about we can do

It's not over before it's too late She's all alone again Wiping the tears from her eyes Someday he feels like dying She gets so sick of crying An extraordinary girl She's an extraordinary girl It's not over 'till you're underground This city's burnin'

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

Is on their feet Get a little crazy and forget what happens later We made it through the week Now we're headed to the street It's Monday and I hear you when you said that you hate that day Me too but there's nothing much about we can do