Clock out Seeking excuses to stay Drinking till I pass out Smoking to fly away At home Youre already sleeping like a babe I try to play fine Even tho our love has gone astray Ooo Maybe its too late, too late to say Im sorry Ooo Maybe its too late, to say Im sorry Times out All the words rehearsed in my head Its not my plan to hurt you But all I can see is disgust on your face Home feel bigger Your perfume on the pillow is killing me Somehow my chest is burning inside Here falls the shadow again How hard is to say I was wrong Emptiness is consuming my soul Embraced by the dark with a smile And that was the last time that I saw you You Now its too late, Im sorry Ooo Now its too late, Im sorry Ooo Now its too late, Im sorry Ooo Now its too late, Im sorry Ooo Now its too late, Im sorry Ooo Sorry
ooo, sorry, late, disgust, consuming