That's why the lady is a tramp That's why this lady is a tramp She gets too hungry, for dinner at eight (I am starving) She loves the theater, but she never comes late I never bother, with people that I hate That's why this chick is a tramp She doesn't

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

Just like the crow chasing the butterfly Dandelions lost in the summer sky Cause when you and I were gettin' high as outer space I never thought you would slip away I guess I was just a little too late I painted your room at midnight So I'd know

Never held me in my darkest hours Once we were made like towers Everything could've been ours Nothing at all You never brought me flowers And you left it so late that my heart feels nothing nothing in towers But you left it too late now my heart feels

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

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

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

What would you say If I walked away Would you appreciate But then it'd be too late Because I can only take so much Of your ungrateful ways Everything is never enough Cut myself open wide Breach inside

I called time out it was too late My coach never gave me a chance he’s always blowing his whistle at me Put me in your game and I promise not to shoot a three I’ll stick with twos I don’t wanna make a steal unless you make a pass I’ll never personal foul

He said "please don't go away" I said "it's too late" And now the whole thing's finished and I can't stop wishing That I never gave you anything But I don't let him touch me anymore I said "I'm not something to butter up And taste when you get bored