Graduation day and you sum up broke
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Shuffled your feet and then bummed a smoke
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You were so convinced that it all went great
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No one there to tell you it's too little too late
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Too little too late, she waited long enough
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For you to make the first move with a little love
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But you never took charge, you never did act
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She got the short end of the stick and that's a fact
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It's a long way there and a long way back
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She was ready to go with you; she was already packed
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But when the limo pulled up and you made her wait
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Then you changed your mind too little too late
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Too little too late, she doesn't hate you enough
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To stop you from feeling so victimized
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So far so good it's gone way past the point
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To stop you from feeling so good inside
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Cause you're always first rate, and you're always top shelf
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And you're never really wrong if you say so yourself
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You're a great big man at a broken gate
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Trying hard to get inside too little too late
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When you get to the part where she's gone for good
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Better take stock of what's understood
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And you had your chance and you dropped the ball
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Like a deer in the headlights, and that's not all
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She learned the hard way she just didn't relate
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Now she doesn't really worry, it's too little too late
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Too Little, Too Late
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| Continental Drifters |
