You say, "Why does everything revolve around you?"
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You say, "Why does everything I do confound you?"
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You say that I pulled the world from under you,
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You can't go through it this time
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And I could be good, and I would - If I knew I was understood
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And it'll be great, just wait - Or is it too little too late?
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One day, this embarrassment will fade behind me
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And that day I could think of things that won't remind me
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But these days it's unbearable for both of us
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We can't discuss it this way
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I'm gaining strength, tying to learn pull my own weight
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But I'm gaining pounds at the precipice of Too Late
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Just Wait
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I could be good, and I would - If I knew I was understood
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And it'll be great, just wait - Or is it too little too late?
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Record and play, after years of endless rewind
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Yesterday wasn't half as tough as this time
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This time isn't Hell,
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Last time, I couldn't tell
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This mind wasn't well
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Next time, hope I'm...
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Going to be good, and I would -
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If I knew I was understood
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And it'll be great, just wait -
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Or is it too little too late?
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Good, and I would -
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If I knew I was understood
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And it'll be great, just wait -
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Or is it too little too late?
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Too Little Too Late
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| Barenaked Ladies |
