To be real, it doesn't matter anyway.
You take my hand, and you say you've changed.
But boy you know you're beggin' don't fool me.
Because to you, it's just a game.
You know it's just too little too late.
So let me on down.
Cause time has made me strong.
I'm starting to move on.
I'm gonna say this now.
Your chance has come and gone.
And you know..
It's just too little too late.
A little too wrong.
And I can't wait.
Boy you know all the right things to say.
You say you dream of my face.
But you don't like me.
You just like the chase.
To be real, it doesn't matter anyway.
You're just too little too late.
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