too late |
|
It's
too late for tear drops turning around |
You
make me beg like a dog on this cold cold ground |
There'll
be no forgiveness for all that you see |
You're
just a hole to crawl out of there's no sympathy |
It's
too late and it's too bad, too bad |
No
inbetween either you're living in a nightmare |
or
living in a dream |
Run
outta chances, run outta time |
You're
running outta money going outta your mind |
Your
coldest cut goes right down to the bone |
Everybody's
out for murder and you're in it all alone |
And
there ain't no mercy in the hands of fate |
When
your time has slipped away |
You'll
see you've made your place too late |
|
And
the coldest cut goes right down to the bone |
Everybody's
out for murder and you're in it all alone |
And
there ain't no mercy in the hands of fate |
When
your time has slipped away |
You'll
see you've made your place too late |