Too much, too late So much to say Turn you away I know I shouldn't be calling About the way that I'm falling 'cause I (Doom da da dadoom) Am I? Now I'm wondering if I am (Doom da da dadoom)

I have a right to get up when I feel Don't tell me I can't break the law I have a right to get up, don't care what you say I have a right to get up, even where I'm bound Cause the law has broken me You're much too late to be thankful But thank you anyway

Now, but I can't And I don't know How we're just two men as God had made us Well, I can't, well, I can Too much, too late, or just not enough of this Pain in my heart for your dying wish I'll kiss your lips again In the middle of a gun fight In the

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

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

You build it up to break it halfway through Just make the call, 22 But you're just the same as I ever knew I'm runnin' but can't run away You say you changed but you never change up I know I fear trust I know I fear fear too much On my plate, lookin' up

Lock him, lock him down Lock him down, down, down Lock him down I got too much on my chest I got too much on my plate Impostor inspect, I got too much in my chest I don't want all your gadgets, all I want is your respect Impostor inspect, I got too much

Now, but I can't And I don't know How we're just two men as God had made us Well, I can't, well, I can Too much, too late, or just not enough of this Pain in my heart for your dying wish I'll kiss your lips again In the middle of a gun fight In the

Girl you ain't much fun since I quit drinkin' I sobered up, and I got to thinkin' Now I'm feedin' the dog, sackin' the trash It's honey do this, honey do that I used to come home late and not a minute too soon Barking like a dog, howling at the moon

We can't back down There's too much at stake Don't walk away We can't back down Not right now This is serious In our own backyard Our own home plate