Too Late

It started on a Friday night
Everything was going alright
Then I heard the two things I always feared
Then I heard the two thing I knew Id hear
Thats when I started to drink
No one cared that I was on the brink
Then I downed as many as I could
I can't remember how many and dont know if I would

I'm Sorry 
I messed up
And Its too late
Its too late

It happened, we all know it did
It happened and nothing could prevent it
What can I say, what can I do
I know that I've done more than just hurt you
I let my whole life drift away
Just for one night but I woke up the next day
I know I broke away from my partner in dance
But please may I have one more chance

I'm Sorry
I messed up
And its too late
It too late

I know I can't  take back the things that I've done
But I hope that you know that you are still the only one
Copyright © | Year Posted 2006

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