43 lyrics for "You're too late"

We're not sure of the etiquette Anything we should know about your change? -- Oh and the cost to correct a fraud I'm going to go out and kid them If you're the highest bidder, I'm yours You figure out pathetic sets We think out pathetic sets And if you
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What a sad beautiful tragic love affair We had a beautiful magic love affair Long handwritten note, deep in your pocket Words, how little they mean, when you're a little too late I stood right by the tracks, your face in a locket Good girls, hopeful
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Oh you take me to Nirvana I don't think this will last But you're here in my arms It's too late to run away from it all It's too late to get away from it all I'm done with running so I give in to you This moment has passed Hurry up, show resulting you
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So walk away (walk away) Walk away, oh Save yourself from the heartache, oh Go now before it's too late But still she stays And if you don't go now then you'll stay 'Cause I'll never let you leave, never let you breathe 'Cause if you're looking for
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Pushing me away Ya push, push, pushing me away Every last word, every single thing you say Try to stop me now, but it's already too late If you really don't care, then say it to my face You push, push, you're pushing me away Push, push, pushing me away
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Please take me home Too late, it's gone I bet you're sad This is the best time we ever had She's unstoppable, unpredictable I'm so jaded, calculated wrong Be strong when things fall apart Honest, this breaks my heart Oh no, it happened again
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Broken arrows in the dark So take my hand, don't let go 'Cause it's not too late, it's not too late I, I see the hope in your heart And sometimes you lose it, sometimes you're shooting But I, I see the hope in your heart You stripped your love down to
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Boy, I don't give a fuck Oui, je fais le tour de tous tes mensonges Pas moyen que je replonge You say you're sorry, but it's too late now 'Cause if you think I care about you now Moi, je fais le tour de tous tes mensonges Et tu voudrais qu'on se lance
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On the coldest night of the year And you're not even here I was up all night, socializing Trying to keep the latent depression from crystalizing Now the sun is lurking just behind the Scarborough horizon I took in Yonge Street at a glance Heard the
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