Too Late

The cup's half empty
I spilled it out
To blend in with my tears
That I'm still crying out
The world's half empty
With people like me
So damn pessimistic
I don't open my eyes to see
Until

It's too late and that's too bad
But we're too close to feel sad
It's too late

The cup's half full
Because the other overflowed
I'm making the best of this
That I'm sure I know
The world's half full
With people like me
Who stay and make the best
Of this life, simply

But you're too late and that's too bad
Cause we're too close to feel sad
It's too late

"Make the best of everything"
So you make the best of everything in your head
Make the best of everything until you're dead

But you're too late and that's too bad
Cause we're too close to feel sad
But you're too late and that's too bad
Cause we're too close to feel sad
It's too late



Credits
Writer(s): Dean Ivanhoe Fraser
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